Rachel Drumm's Diary

This is the diary of me, Rachel Drumm. You're reading the diary of Rachel Drumm. You are NOT Rachel Drumm. You are quite obviously a snooper. So that will be your new name. Hello, Snooper, how are you today?

Thursday, March 8

Busy

So today at lunch I got a text from Tom.
'Coming 2 town for spring break.
Want to hang at Bears on Tues?'

Bears is what we call our local mall
and yes, I'd love to hang out with him
(in fact, right now, I'd kill to hang out with him.
imagine what i'd do to steal a hug from him)

but I
can't.
I have plans with Troy.

I message back with
'No thnx. plans already.'
'What about some other time next week?'
'Can't.'
'Why?'
'Busy'

I say I'm busy
but I'm practically screaming
COME AND SAVE ME FROM THE MONOTONY OF MY
STUPID
STUPID
STUPID
RELATIONSHIP WITH YOUR OLD BEST FRIEND
I KNOW I DON'T DESERVE THE TIME OF DAY FROM YOU
BUT IF YOU DON'T SAVE ME
NO
ONE
WILL.

But I don't.
I just say
'Busy'
and the world keeps turning.

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]

<< Home