perhapsevil

I did not do a goddamn thing this weekend. And I'm not sore about it . I passed up the chance to go to Hooters last night, becasue I was reading my book. But then I finished my book sooner than I expected and I wound up piercing my nose again. I'm not sure about CJ and I any more. I'm no longer the happiest girl in the world.
Want to know why?
He got a new car.
Expalantion:
We would always see each other at Starbucks, but I started hanging out with him after he had gotten in a car accident, so he didn't have a car. I told him to call me if he ever needed a ride. So I would pick him up and we'd go do whatever. After a while his boss let him borrow his old Chevelle, but we would still always go in my car. Now he has a car and doesn't need me anymore.
I just realized how sick in the head I am. Instead of erasing this like i should I'm going to leave it so I can get teased about what an insecure weirdo i am.