Rescue Me

Last week I thought I needed rescuing. But I got through it all on my own. Which seems to be the way I do things. God only knows why none of my supposed friends have been there for me. There are a few exceptions to this rule. I talk to Megan all the time and to Sara, but where the hell is everyone else. I know people have lives and other things to do, but how long does it take to make a damn phone call. I am sick of being the one that initiates plans and tries to get us all together. I am done! I know I am always busy with school but I at least try to make an attempt to contact people. It would be nice if people would return the favor on occasion. Don't give me the crap about being far to busy, I know far too busy, quite well actually. I still manage to talk to my friends in Canada who have equally crazy schedules, they don't ever seem to be "too busy." Guess moving to Canada is going to be better for me. At least then I will have friends around.