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there’s a lot of things that I expect if you want to be my friend. Like for example, WHEN YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO PICK ME UP AND HANG OUT WITH ME YOU DONT JUST GHOST ME AND NOT SHOW UP. it is partially my fault because I didn’t give you my number but at the same time, your mom said that you guys were totally free and that we could go to the movies or do an escape room. I even gave you my address which you copied down like five times so I’m very confused. I’ve been waiting for you for the past hour and a half and no sign of anything. Looking back I do remember giving you my moms number and you putting it into your phone. or maybe you just decided that I suck and I don’t deserve your time even though I said I’d wake up early at 8:00 to hang out with you. Either one of those. it’s not even that hard to find my house, you park at the mailboxes, you find the house with the correct address on it. now my mom yelled at me for not giving you her number and I’m sitting here on my couch writing this post. there is a slight possibility that you just wake up late since you always get to school late and that you decided to sleep in and forgot about me so you are currently rushing to put on your clothes and find my address and wait for your mom to get ready since she woke up the second you stepped into her room to ask her if she could drive you to my place like she said she would. Or maybe there’s a whole lot of traffic even though I’m pretty sure our houses aren’t too far from each other. Or maybe you haven’t even woke up yet, after all, it is a Monday with no school so I don’t blame you even though I saw you make an alarm at 7:30 for Monday. But no biggie, as long as you get here that’ll be fine, even though you were supposed to come at 8:00 and it’s now 9:30 I will wait until 10:00 just in case one those possibilities are true. I I hope they are because if not I’d have to change and have a boring day. Plus, this day was supposed to cheer you up from that idiot.

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Author: Thục Lam

i LoVe My LiFe.