the one day i want to go right, not a single thing does. my best friend gets grounded. my boyfriend has a road test. my "sister"...well, that's probably an entirely different story.
all i wanted was one day with the people i care about most. out of the 7 or 8 people i asked? 2 are going. and even then i have to pick both of them up.
it's just...sometimes i don't even know why i bother. why i organize these things in the first place. why make the effort if you're the only one? i don't get it.
i keep hoping that maybe they're all in it together, doing something to surprise me for once.
and then i remember that the idea is silly, why would one think that?
because i know they're not.