Thank god for those who actually care. For those whose world doesn't only revolve around them, but also the people they care about. For the first time, in a long time, I've somehow been rescued, literally. Yah so, the other ones (I'll call them the evil twins for now) forgot to call, being too wrapped up in their lives to even stop and think about OTHER people. Katie calls, seeing if everything was okay and was wondering why I wasn't with them. I told her why, and that I was just at home reading. After that I sent her a text mesage thanking her for being the only friend that doesn't only care about herself, and to have a goodnight. Holly shit right after I sent the message, I got about 10 calls from just about everyone's phone. So suddenly when the evil twins realize that they aren't perfect in everyone's eyes and people ACTUALLY care about me they call? How ridiculous. So after awhile when I get sick of hearing my phone ring every 2 seconds from about 20 different phones, I decide to call Katie. In the midst of talking to Katie, I get a text message from Nick saying: "We are coming to pick you up right now" Yah right. They aren't gonna come pick me up. So I told Katie and she says "yah they are, they left awhile ago." Suddenly my phone beeps and it's Nick. He tells me to look out my window, creepy, I know, and there they are. My new found saviors, Joel, Anthony and Nick. So I run upstairs, tell my mom that the guys game to pick me up and that I'd be home at 12, grab my phone and run outside. Who everwould have thought I would walk out of my house to hang out with a bunch of guys with sweats and sweatshirt, my hair wet and no makeup on? Yah well, theres no one to impress, and I really don't seem to care anymore. Who cares about hooking up with guys? All it is is