You guessed it. None other than Kenny. What's his excuse this time? "Thought u said u didn't want to go out?" he texted at 10:39 PM. I don't know where he got that from. I guess he's just like Glenda, always making stuff up during conversation.
And for the record, I really do think Kenny has memory problems. I don't mean to be mean, but he's not the brightest bulb in the socket. He's highly unintelligent, his problem-solving skills are well below average, and his communication skills cease to exist. Furthermore, he loses everything, from his wallet to two sets of keys to his cell phone. I really do think Kenny needs a mental evaluation. His mental capacity is not where it should be. Or maybe he's just plain dumb. I get the feeling that it runs in his family.
Well, I'm not mad at him. I'm just highly disappointed, once again. I get the feeling that he doesn't really want to take me out anyway. So, I'll leave him alone about it. In fact, I think I just need to take a break from Kenny for a little while.
[My eyes begin to swell with tears, however none fall from my face.] I haven't cried since I've been at the shelter. I keep telling myself to suck it up and be strong. And that's what I'll continue to do. I'm just tired of the disappointment by the people around me. I sort of get why I'm a loner. I can't depend on anyone, not even myself.
Enough for tonight. I just took a couple of sleeping pills and hopefully, I can get a good night's sleep.
No comments:
Post a Comment