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"We get angry with those we love because they have such tremendous power to hurt us."
“Uh-oh”, go on, say it. Olivia’s about to write a rant, it might be pleasant to read for someone but for most it probably won’t be. In this rant I will talk about pet peeves, the irony of them and why they have recently annoyed me so much. Some of you are probably confused as to what brought this on, well I should probably start at the beginning.
Spring break, that week was pretty much great. I got to spend some much needed time with my friends and family. I had been really homesick so a full week was wonderful. Nate and I went on a quest one night to LaGrange to find a movie that I wanted them to see, ‘Rules of Attraction’ we didn’t find it at Walmart sadly but were able to rent it from Movie warehouse. After we went to Ponderosa, where Kelly works, to get some pretty good food and I hoped to see Kel. I got my wish plus a bonus. Timmy is a dishwasher there too and it was so much fun to be able to sit with them for a little bit and talk. Kel told me before we left that she and Bekah were wanting to go back to the poetry club we had gone to before that Saturday since they both didn’t have to work. She invited me to go and I started to get excited, although the last time had pretty much scared the shit of me I had a lot of fun. I don’t know when I’ll learn, when someone promises or suggests something I should not get excited about it happening because with my friends 8/10 times the thing we were supposed to do won’t happen. I told Kel that I would love to go and to text or call me to let me know the plans. She said she would. This was like on Tuesday… maybe, it was early in the week.
Around Thursday I had not heard from Kel so I tried to call but only got her voicemail, so I sent her a text asking about the poetry club trip. She texted me back a bit later and said she still had to talk to Bekah about it. I replied saying, “Okay, let me know.” It doesn’t really take a genius to figure this one out does it? I mean if I had found out this wouldn’t be a rant now would it? Saturday came and I expected a last minute notice but I didn’t even get that. I have no idea if Kel and Bekah went without me. However! I do know that even if they didn’t go I would have liked a message, a call, email, whatever saying “Hey it fell through, we’re not going.” At least then I would have known. But nope, I didn’t get any of that. This point is when the anger in this rant began. On Sunday I came back to school, still no word.
I get back and I had to start working on my English Lit paper. The whole week I didn’t get to really do much, the weekend even more so. On Tuesday I turned in my paper and because of Sarah B I think I may get a letter grade higher than what I would have. On Thursday I was very popular during class. I got a call from someone I didn’t know; a few texts from Hallie about a nose piercing and then, this one about killed me, a call from Kelly! I couldn’t answer of course but I listened to the voicemail after class, “Hey girl, I love you and I miss you, call me back.” Against my better judgment, since I was still pissed off about the whole spring break thing I called her back. Guess what I got? Voicemail! So I left her a voice mail. The rest of Thursday… no return call. Friday… no return call. Saturday… no return call. And today, Sunday… no return call. Want to know the irony behind this? Kelly’s biggest pet peeve is people not calling her back when they say they will.
Speaking of not returned calls, I got a call from Laura on Saturday while I was at April’s. We talked for a few, apparently she had talked to Kelly and Kel was supposed to call me. I’m still waiting for this call. Laura had to go but she said she would call me back, yet another call I am still waiting for.
I feel like I should be ranting about something else in this but… mom and I haven’t had any fights recently, I mean spats yes but not fights. If you know my mom and I’s relationship you would see this as a big deal. Alas, I can’t think of anything else so I just I will close this up.
I feel like I am being used and I don’t like it. I feel like I am playing the part of the friend that a person only calls or writes when they suddenly remember, I don’t like it. I feel forgotten by those I hold closest to my heart aside from my soul sister.
To those mentioned in this rant: After reading this, if you feel the need to pick up the phone and call me I want you to take a second and rethink that action. Are you calling me because you don’t want me to be pissed at you? My friends often tell me that out of everyone they know they do not want me pissed at them. Or are you calling me because you actually want to talk to me?
A last few words of caution to this tale: Think about your actions before doing them.
Spring break, that week was pretty much great. I got to spend some much needed time with my friends and family. I had been really homesick so a full week was wonderful. Nate and I went on a quest one night to LaGrange to find a movie that I wanted them to see, ‘Rules of Attraction’ we didn’t find it at Walmart sadly but were able to rent it from Movie warehouse. After we went to Ponderosa, where Kelly works, to get some pretty good food and I hoped to see Kel. I got my wish plus a bonus. Timmy is a dishwasher there too and it was so much fun to be able to sit with them for a little bit and talk. Kel told me before we left that she and Bekah were wanting to go back to the poetry club we had gone to before that Saturday since they both didn’t have to work. She invited me to go and I started to get excited, although the last time had pretty much scared the shit of me I had a lot of fun. I don’t know when I’ll learn, when someone promises or suggests something I should not get excited about it happening because with my friends 8/10 times the thing we were supposed to do won’t happen. I told Kel that I would love to go and to text or call me to let me know the plans. She said she would. This was like on Tuesday… maybe, it was early in the week.
Around Thursday I had not heard from Kel so I tried to call but only got her voicemail, so I sent her a text asking about the poetry club trip. She texted me back a bit later and said she still had to talk to Bekah about it. I replied saying, “Okay, let me know.” It doesn’t really take a genius to figure this one out does it? I mean if I had found out this wouldn’t be a rant now would it? Saturday came and I expected a last minute notice but I didn’t even get that. I have no idea if Kel and Bekah went without me. However! I do know that even if they didn’t go I would have liked a message, a call, email, whatever saying “Hey it fell through, we’re not going.” At least then I would have known. But nope, I didn’t get any of that. This point is when the anger in this rant began. On Sunday I came back to school, still no word.
I get back and I had to start working on my English Lit paper. The whole week I didn’t get to really do much, the weekend even more so. On Tuesday I turned in my paper and because of Sarah B I think I may get a letter grade higher than what I would have. On Thursday I was very popular during class. I got a call from someone I didn’t know; a few texts from Hallie about a nose piercing and then, this one about killed me, a call from Kelly! I couldn’t answer of course but I listened to the voicemail after class, “Hey girl, I love you and I miss you, call me back.” Against my better judgment, since I was still pissed off about the whole spring break thing I called her back. Guess what I got? Voicemail! So I left her a voice mail. The rest of Thursday… no return call. Friday… no return call. Saturday… no return call. And today, Sunday… no return call. Want to know the irony behind this? Kelly’s biggest pet peeve is people not calling her back when they say they will.
Speaking of not returned calls, I got a call from Laura on Saturday while I was at April’s. We talked for a few, apparently she had talked to Kelly and Kel was supposed to call me. I’m still waiting for this call. Laura had to go but she said she would call me back, yet another call I am still waiting for.
I feel like I should be ranting about something else in this but… mom and I haven’t had any fights recently, I mean spats yes but not fights. If you know my mom and I’s relationship you would see this as a big deal. Alas, I can’t think of anything else so I just I will close this up.
I feel like I am being used and I don’t like it. I feel like I am playing the part of the friend that a person only calls or writes when they suddenly remember, I don’t like it. I feel forgotten by those I hold closest to my heart aside from my soul sister.
To those mentioned in this rant: After reading this, if you feel the need to pick up the phone and call me I want you to take a second and rethink that action. Are you calling me because you don’t want me to be pissed at you? My friends often tell me that out of everyone they know they do not want me pissed at them. Or are you calling me because you actually want to talk to me?
A last few words of caution to this tale: Think about your actions before doing them.