Thoughts.com Blogs - first blog 4/7/08

So this is my first blog. I started one the other day but it turns out, it didn't save. So. I am 17. I am very opinionated, assertive, and headstrong. I try not to care what other people think but it is very hard. People talk crap and then act like they're your friends. I get tired of that. Or when you want to hang out with your "so-called" friend and they are all like "yeah lets hang out". Then when it comes time to hang, they've totally ditched you. But then they act so dumb and call the other person that you ARE hanging out with and either talk about you or try to talk them into ditching you. Some people are so stupid. Like the other day. I was chillin with 3 of my friends. Well I had them drop me off at the WigWam {a small restaurant}. I ended up hanging out with 2 of them later that day. They told me that the other person tried talking them into ditching me to go hang out with complete strangers. Another thing. What about the people that are nice to your face but they talk crap about you to YOUR best friend. OMG. Like your best friend isn't going to tell you. That's a fight waiting to happen. I have this friend named {i'm going to call her something different} Molly. And we are good friends. I've been through thick and thin with this girl. But there is only one problem. Her boyfriend. I have been friends with him longer than I have her but it seems as if when Molly and I hang out, he flips out. But me and him talk all the time. But he doesn't like me hanging out with her because I'm a "bad" influence. Whatever. Michael Jackson is a bad influence. Ok. So I cuss alot, I smoke cigarettes, I used to smoke weed {i quit. I've been clean for months}, I'm sexually experienced, and I drink. I used to drink so much to the point to where I was called an alcholic. But a person CAN change. He doesn't believe that though. He thinks that i rub off on her way too much. When I first met Molly, she was quiet, respectable, and shy. When I started dating my ex, Jordan, she started dating his best friend, Eddy. So whenever Jordan and I hung out, Molly and Eddy would hang out, which gave us more time to hang out. But then Molly's current boyfriend didn't like Eddy. He also didn't appreciate the fact that I hooked them up. But do I care? Nope. And I still don't. My friends and my mother call me a wild child. I act like I'm older than I really am which can get me into trouble. But I think this is a long enough blog for now. I will write some more later. type to ya later. Bye