The last few days have been so-so. Brody left for Mexico on Saturday morning. Janelle and I went tattoo appointment making on Friday I think, and I got mine for Saturday at two. So it's all done. There's a pic on myspace. Apparently I promised Janelle I wouldn't get it done upper-back? Well, no offense, but I don't remember that. I told him I wanted it lower back but he said he couldn't do it cause of the way a ladies' back curves, and thats why they always do symetrical designs on lower backs. So I just opted for between my shoulder blades instead. So... if someone's mad about that, I didn't have much of a choice.

      I didn't really like the guy who did it, Patty. He's apparently the owner, and I guess he really knows what he's doing, but he kept saying he had to hurry up so he could get outta there and stuff, so that kinda creeped me out. And he kept asking me what it meant and making fun of me, so I was kinda uncomfertable. Probably shoulda left at that point, but hey it turned out great and I really really like it a lot. Funny though, I was trying to see it in the mirror, but when I turned my head to look, my back arches and makes it look slanted, I was like horrified until I got home and saw that it was straight and wonderful.

      Phil didn't like it, but he said his piece and let it go. Anyways um, so day before the tattoo, Janelle and I were at Phils, and Phil and I were roughhousing, and Janelle got pissed and left which sucked. But then yesterday, Phil decided that I have somehow lied to him, and is no longer speaking to me. So basically I have no friends and am about ready to die cause I'm pretty fucking miserable right now. So if you want the story read on. I was going off about a freeboard, and Kayley's like, well, I'm going to give you the money so you can get it for an early Christmas present. I was like wow, awesome, but then I couldn't do it cause I have so many bills to pay off that I would feel bad, and that just wouldn't make sense. So I told her I would get something cheaper and use the rest to pay off my phone bill. Hence getting the tattoo ($100) instead of the freeboard (probably about $300 with tax?). So I did that and paid off my phone bill. I asked Kayley to come with me to get my tattoo, but she had to go back to Victoria :(

      Case in point; somewhere along the line, Phil thinks I have lied and therefore do not deserve something, as well as his friendship, claiming he has been "used" for the last time. Like, where do the wires get crossed here? He was at Janelle's house when the first outburst happened, and I havent seen Janelle since the day before my tattoo so they dont really know whats going on... so, I'm completely in the dark right now as to whats going on. And I have no friends, and basically my life sucks. Once again. I really don't fucking get where my friends get off calling me a liar. Man, I fucking chaffeur them around Nanaimo, lend a hand when needed, buy them things, love to do things for them, and try to be the best kind of friend I can. Yeah, sometimes I mess up, and apprently when I do, the friendship is over. So I dunno, maybe I need to re-evaluate who I call friends, because this really isn't cool.
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