Well...Hexx stopped by to drop off my sister's Dirge of Cerberus game. It was an awkward meeting to say the least...for me personally anyways.
I think she's mad at me. Oh yeah, you don't know about that, do you? Hm, well I told her I was still upset with her not paying me back and that was part of the reason why I don't want to go with her to the concert. I told her that I expected to be paid back in cash and that's what I thought I agreed to, also saying that I was not okay with her paying me back in the form of footing my half of the hostel/hotel stay.
She looked at me like I slapped her across the face. Maybe I did, but I really didn't try to get her mad at me. Though, in the back of my mind I knew she would.
Besides that look of being slapped across the face she said that she can't always pay me back in cash (I didn't say anything about the few times she had money to spare after getting what she needed/necessary, that would've only made things worse). Also, she asked how could that not count for paying me back (the footing my half of the bill) when she would be paying for the whole thing. I simple said that I did not agree to that and I still expected to be paid back in full (I also did not mention that the trip was supposed to be my graduation gift). Her reply was "we'll talk about it" and she went quiet in anger and astonishment.
Even if she did pay me back so I could go with her I think I wouldn't go, as much as I would want to. I think it would be best for me to save up money for a car and insurance. That's kind of more important, no, IT IS MORE IMPORTANT. With the way I budgeted my estimates in money I should be able to get the car at least.
So that's why it was awkward today. It's been a few days, but I think she's still mad at me. Plus, we didn't go see the fireworks like we had planned either.
I think our friendship is having another fallout again, but this time might be the breaking off point. We may not last much longer as friends, which saddens me. I don't want it to, but time changes people and we were completely different people to begin with. Hopefully we can patch things up after a few weeks...
Oh, and that Father/Daughter Dance thing I'm going to with my dad on the 25th is going to be torture. He picked out of the two dresses that I was going to wear the one that I would get hot in instead of the one that would not make me sweat. Why? Because the one that is all black, thicker material, and has long sleeves doesn't have polka dots.
Really? REALLY?!
Just because it has polka dots you want me to wear the one that I'll be too hot in? Ugh! I'm wearing the polka dot one, I am not sweating my butt off just for this dance thing.
Just...no. No.
And apparently, dress slacks, a blouse, and dress shoes are casual wear and not formal. That argument lasted almost 5 minutes. For my sister, that is as formal as she's going to get.
In my opinion, I find it to be formal, not casual.
Dad, you're a jerk.
Time for bed. Night!
~Sica
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