My life is SO good right now. Like, I can't explain it.
Woody is such a great friend. Like, a really good friend. He's like crack to me. Sorta. Kinda. Really. He's my dose of happiness. Although sometimes, I'll text him and he'll reply and be an ass. But that's only sometimes. Or when I'm just being stupid. But he's there. Here. For me. And he's never leaving. I mean, he wants to get his Master's a Michigan State, but that won't matter because I'll be in California anyways.
And DM. He's good. I think. I really just want him to be happy. Seriously. I want us to be good. I want us to be like me and Woody. For example, I joke with Woody about how I used to like him so much and I got friendzoned. Like, I want me and DM to get to that point where we can joke about this. You know? I don't want to throw away our friendship because of this.
DM is a good guy. He is. He's nice and funny and patient and he's a good friend. I hope he sticks around.
And it's funny because DM knew KC wasn't a good friend and I didn't see it until the shit that went down the other night. And then when I told Woody what was going on, he got pissed. So, do I really have bad judgement of people? Ugh. Well, hey, I wasn't wrong about DM and Woody. hahaha
Anyways, I have to get up at 10am tomorrow. Class at 11:20am. I won't get home until like 6:20pm. Sadsadsad. I hate Tuesdays and Thursdays. Boo.
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