FRIDAY. T-Rex is coming to visit! To say that I’m giddy would be the biggest hyperbole of the day. I am over the moon, way past cloud nine, and all of this just to spend 24 hours with one of my best friends.
He asked if we could all go out and have a couple drinks on Friday to celebrate his end-of-semester, so I happily obliged. The only problem now is trying to convince some of my other friends to come and hang out with us. Of course, they don’t have a huge problem with drinking, but they seem to despise T-Rex without EVER HAVING TALKED TO HIM. Oh emmm gee. I really wish that they could make this easier on me and simply trust my intuition. I don’t understand what they have against him, really. Everything that happened was my fault. I read too much into it. I didn’t say what I wanted. Me, me, me!! It’s okay, I know that they’re only watching out for me, but what they don’t see is how hard it is for me to know that they dislike someone who means so much to me
I told T-Rex that on Saturday I’m going to take him hostage and show him the best of the best of my city – not that I really care what we do. We could watch a movie or play paintball for all I care. As long as I get to hang out with him, I’m going to be one happy girl this weekend!