No regrets

I finished dying my hair medium brown around 4 pm, but had to wait for it to settle in so I ended up finishing at 5:30, the time I was suppose to pick up John. I texted him to apologize for me being late and since I wanted my new hair color to be a surprise to everyone, I didn't give him a reason for me being late. After picking him up, we headed to Derick's house to pick him up, and after to Chris's to pick him up.

Everything seemed okay and we all said "hi" like old times, since I haven't seen them for over a year. I thought we would get straight to catching up and stuff, but once we got to the main road, Chris said "make a left after the light after the next." Being nice and not knowing what he was up to, I made that left. It turns out he went to go buy a blunt from someone's house. While waiting in the car for about 10 minutes, I told John that I'd be mad if he smoked. He simply responded with an "okay." After Chris came back, we headed back to the main streets towards AU to get pin'k boba. On our way there, Chris asked if I wanted him to pay for gas money, but I said that it was "ok" because I haven't seen him in such a long time. He also asked John and I if we wanted to smoke with him later and I refused. After AU, we headed to Garden Cafe for dinner because I was pretty upset about what was going on and just wanted to leave and go home. During dinner, I made some racial comments that may have offended Chris. When dinner was done, we went outside where Derick and I walked to the side, away from John and Chris because they were smoking. They walked over when they were done and Chris tells me that his friend is picking him up and of course I said "okay" because what else would I do, right?

I was pretty upset/annoyed the whole night. I do not appreciate being treated as a taxi driver. I am not here for you to tell me to drive you to pick up your blunt, so you can smoke it that night, nor am I hear to bring you to dinner and have you leave when you're done. I do not need your money for gas, I was driving you because I haven't seen you in over a year and you take advantage of it I was able to forget the past, believing that you somehow miraculously changed, but I was wrong, you have not changed. You're still that same person who invited me to your friend's beach hangout about a year ago and got mad at me when I told you I could not go last minute. You told me that you can no longer go to your friend's hangout because you no longer have a ride. What do I look like to you? A friend or a taxi driver? I am sorry, but I do not need friends like you. I am not going to apologize for those racial comments because 1) I do not regret saying them and 2) you didn't seem to care about how I was feeling that night, so why should I care how you felt?