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2004-02-02 - 7:15 a.m. Eat shit! Alls of you! (No! Not you dork this isn’t about you!) Seriously! Don’t fuck with me today! I’m in one of my bad moods! I knew there would be mood swings but damn! I’m about to give myself a heart attack! I had bad dreams all night! Blah! I don’t need this right now! I might have to take some time off from school again cos I can’t handle this anymore. And for fucking crying out loud! What’s with all the criticism? Damn! Can’t I just vent in peace? For fucks sake! Back the fuck off! I should go check my blood pressure! Look, I’m not perfect! I don’t expect ANYONE to like my taste. I don’t like anyone else’s taste entirely either. So seriously get off my back already. Don’t call my house and ask why I didn’t show to your party. You know damn well why I wasn’t there! Don’t try to act all indignant all of a sudden. Yea I guess I owed it to your brother. But the way I see it we’re even now. You on the other hand… Blah! I never said I would go. I said MAYBE, IF I HAD NOTHING BETTER TO DO. Somehow having dinner with the bf seemed better than putting up with your fakeness all night. Introducing me as your best friend. Best friend my ass! I considered you my sister and you used me. You make me sick you know that? And YOU! Don’t say I’m not making any effort to be a good friend cos you know, in fact you SEE that I am. But if you keep pushing me away well then too bad. I don’t have the patience anymore that I used to. No more sugar coating from me. No need to thank me sweets! Ha! Ya’ll have created a monster. Sometimes Karma taken onto one’s hands is so rewarding! I got this little plan up my sleeve that even the bf said I needed to just let go of. But I have a point to make, and believe me it will be made. I’m almost done. I promise. Once everyone learns their lesson I’ll be done. I’m not saying I’ll be friends with all of them. I’m not even looking forward to any of it. On the contrary, I’m figuring out how to live without them. And I love it! I was too dependent. And on that note. Goodbye children. I’m done here!
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