02/25/02

Yesterday my family and I welcomed a new puppy into the family. The little male Golden Retriever is real adorable. However, unless I'm home alone I will never get a chance to play with him. Already he's taking sides with Therese. Anyways I got jealous and mad and stormed to my room. For some reason I have been real cranky lately. I'm not sure what it is but I've been speaking my mind and pissing people off, as usual. Today at school I discover that I will not be welcome in the Escalade limo with Ron and the rest of them. For some reason, Corini and Ian do not want me to go with them. I don't much mind because most of the limo will be geeks and I don't want to impose myself onto someone who doesn't want me there. The part i get upset about is the fact that Corini and Ian don't ahve the balls enough to tell me how they feel. Instead they talk to Ron and I find out from him. I guess that's where I differ from others, if I don't like someone and I don't want them around, I speak up and let them know. I'm not trying to be mean or an asshole, I just believe that it's better to tell people how you truly feel. On prom night I'll find another limo and I won't be surrounded by geeks and losers. It just amazes me, they won't even be able to fill the limo up with me included but they want to be choicy and exclude me. Fuck 'em. I'm sure going to let Corini know how I feel in the morning. Another thing that bothered me today was what Cathy told me. I told her about Therese saying we were going to get married and Cathy goes on to explain that her family think that I'm using her and dragging her along. Apparently her mother doesn't like me very much, or my family, and she doesn't like Cathy hanging around me. Therefore, she doesn't want Cathy coming to the Keys with us for spring break. I think it's very rude of her parents to pass judgement on me like that, mainly just because I'm a guy. Oh well, so much for happy journal entries. I'm back to the depressing kind. Just kidding, I'm going to write how I feel, if it's shitty then it's shitty. If it's good then so be it. Honestly, I'm not depressed right now, I'm just a little upset about people talking about me behind my back. Only 48 school days until freedom and three regular months from today.