Sorry I can't remember a person I don't know's name. Pretty lame. And it was a joke, who else would I want to go with, I was actually super excited and looking forward to it, it was gonna be a good night. And now we don't talk at all? It's not much of a change, but now I know you're doing it on purpose. I think that's a little immature, not that I can talk. And I'm sorry for bagging on your friends, but I don't exactly have much to run off. I honeslty like a few, the people that talk to me in the few classes I have with them, such as Zach. Have you ever even once introduced them to me? Every day after English you talk with her and I've never been introduced to her, EVER, it takes two seconds, not hard. But then again I love sitting there like a jackass. FUN. I shouldn't have to "pay attention", this isn't some movie with a plot and character list that I have to watch carefully to understand. And it's not like they just ignore me when I'm with you, it's everywhere. Going to 5th I walk by Matt and Natasha every day, so I finally say hi and he didn't even look at me, but at least she glanced at me. Sweet. Is this really about prom? I'm sorry I got excited that I was going with Robert. It's not everyday you can go to another school's prom with one of your best friends, who by coincidence is a guy. And I'm also sorry that I can't hold a conversation anymore and that you have to pick up my slack and talk to other people. And we don't just "stand there" all lunch. We don't even stay there much. And like you can talk, you just sit there. Except without me. Are me and my friends that bad? Bad enough to hang out with other people "once in a while" slash everyday. And you even told me that Dylan asked you, none of this last resort junk. And when do I have to give you permission to do things? I said you could go alone? That's your own decision, not mine. I wasn't trying to make you sound like a jerk, even if you are being one, I just said what you said. And at least I'm trying to talk to you, trying to make it not wierd. I don't know what you want anymore. It's like you want to have a boyfriend, but not to deal with him. You want the benefits of one, but no repurcussions. Maybe pull me out once in a while for social gatherings, than put me away until next time. I love you, and the last thing I wanna do is break up, but really, that's all on you now.