Sunday, September 23, 2007

Ugh

So on friday we got into this huge fight and he started yelling at me but whenever people choose to yell at me rather than speak to me in a normal tone I just tune them out, so really I don't know what he was bitching about nor do I care. He has been texting me since then asking me will I drop his ipod & shit he left over here off at football practise for him. His football practice is at 5 I have 20 minutes to decide if I actually want to go and do it, but I think I have already made up my mind that I don't want to like screw him he wants to pick fights over little shit he can come get his shit himself no one told him to throw a hissy fit and stomp out my house slammin doors and shit like that. Man I swear some dudes really know how to act like fuckin 4 year olds sometimes.


I don't really give a damn that hes mad at me, I told him that I wasn't trippin over the situation and then he flipped it on me sayin how I should care and how maybe whats important to him is worthless to me. Well maybe it is if he wanna get that mad for nothing.


-on the phone-



Blah whatever I'm not mad at him anymore.


He's coming to get his shit later. :)

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