mixed signals

so im laying on my grandma's bed watching the cheetah girls, the last movie which I haven't even seen. I remember when like it was yesterday when I got the cheetah girls CD for the first movie, I got it for christmas! I probably still remember those cheesy lyrics, O God! and I just got into an argument with my friend. Great. Its times like this when I miss you. But I don't even know why I bother missing you, if when I simply try talking to you to straighten things out, I get attacked pretty much. And I'm sorry for texting you that night & for whatever else it is I did. To be honest, I don't like blogging about you because idk I just always end up regretting it.