I'M FREE!!!

Jul 04, 2004 08:13

I'm finally rid of one of my friends that I just made. See, I was at the fireworks yesterday and those were really fun. I went with my lil bro, my friend Andy and a lot of his other friends. We first went to the carnival, and we went on some rides, but we mostly hung out and got to know each other more. Then at his house we swam (at lest i didn't), played pool, ate, sparkler fun, and more fun shit. Then to the fire works and on the way there, my ex-friend Michelle kept on calling us. I told them about this girl and how I liked her and such. They said that she was playing me. I didn't believe it at first, but then I came to realize that she was from thinking about all the convos we had with each other, and so every time she called, we made weird noises and shit like that and we laughed out asses off. Once we got there we got a few things to eat, played with stinkbombs, told jokes, comforting me with my my dilemma whether to appologize or not, which they got me to not. After that we got back to Andy's place, and we chilled for a few minutes before my bro and I went home. I'm planning on heading over there with my bro Sam so Andy, Sam and I can work out at his gym and possibly learn some Kung-Fu moves from him as well. So later that night she left, me a message right before I went to bed and told me the following things:

1) "...we were never a couple"

I know we were never a couple, and that when I said it was over, you and I know that it was our friendship that was over. I admit that I did like you at first, but when I found out that you didn't like me the same way, I was so confused as to what I found interesting about you in the first place. Good thing was....that there was nothing at all. I told you earlier that we're way to different to go out, and that we have absolutely nothing in common too...Next comment...

2) "...I was only being nice to you, cause I knew that you'd have no chance with me and that everyone else hates you..."

Have no chance with you, you're right about that. I'm not the drunken, smoker, hooker, older jackass you want me to be. I prefer girls that actually have an IQ greater than that of a rock, someone who doesn't go around bragging about their makeout sessions, who has decent class and manners, who is not failing school, and who doesn't let anyone else speak in the middle off their "It's all my about me" phone conversation. And since you think that eveyone else does hate me, so what if they do. I don't give a shit about what those kinda people think of me. Right now, the only people's opinions that I care about are my teachers', my professors', my family's and my friends'. Other than that, everyone else I don't like, doesn't mean shit in my life...Next comment...

3) "...you must have nothing else better to do then call me 2ce a day..."

Nothing else better to do...hmmmm, well first I would call you to say hi and such, since you would tell me to call you back the next day, and so I would, then we talk then one of us would hafta go, and the other would say I'd call you back later, or call me back later and the other would agree and it would happen. Next, since you think I just sit on my ass all day, always thinking about when should I call you next, well that is just wrong in every sort of form possible. If you were to stop complaining about your lame ass problems and let me talk this century, then you would have found out that I'm a flutists and that, not to brag, but I've done many more things and been a lot more places too than you'll ever do in you lifetime. I'm known for what I do around here, and all throughout the town, district, state and other states as well. How dare you say that I have nothing better to do, for you should feel honored that I'm wasting my break times in between practices to talk to someone like you. I could have used them up in more productive ways, but I decided to waste them on you. So, since you probably don't give a shit, I know who I'll forget about when it comes to for my solo debut and when and if I give autographs and thank all those who have been there for me, you will be at the sublevel of my list. Heck, you're name won't even be remembered tomorrow I bet...Next comment...

4) "...everyone in H-Town was right about you being a fag and all..."

Ok, ponder this one you dumb-blonde wannabe: if they were to call me a fag, then why the heck am I the one that is the only guy an entire girl flute section in both orchestra and band, while they are the ones who are showering with other men after sports and shit. I'm surrounded by ladies while they're naked with their friends. I think I'm the smart one here since I thought ahead saying "Hmmm, if I chose the flute, no other guy would take it, but I'd be the only guy in the section with a lot of girls there too.? Who're the fags now? Huh?...Next comment...

5) "...you must think I'm a ho..."

Yes, I do. If you talk about your bfs that were 16-21, and also telling me your make out sessions, in detail, then that's a problem...Next comment...

6) "...and that you practically have no life..."

I have no life...well, thats a bunch of bs. You stupid lil girl, you should have learned already that I am passionate about music. It is you that has no life, for I am not the one going to summer school, I am the one that's always on the honor roll *knock on wood*, I am the one that's getting a jump start on my career in which I've been trainning a good 7 years now, and I have friends that support me as I do them.

So you see you stupid skank ass, lazy whore you, it is you that has nothing coming toward you for the future, I'm better off without you (and you'll save me a lot of money on my phone bill), I really didn't need you at all even though I give Andy credit for trying to help me find a gf, both Andy and his friends were right about you, and that I wish you the best of luck in trying to find your sanity, a decent bf, and trying to pass the SATs for which I will laugh at your score since I know it'll probably be something as low as there are # of kids in your grade. So Goodbye forever!!
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