Judges.....yes she is a loon
So my thankgod it's an ex, ex girfriend wrote about me in her online journal today. I was wondering why at school she kept staring at me, possibly expecting a reaction to something. Later I come to find out she had created a post that was dedicated to Byran and I which said:
"I am so amused at the fact that two 21 year old boys deem themselves to be above "high school drama", lecture other people about the need to grow up...and then turn around and act like such entire hypocrites. Whether it be the fact that one of them participates in easedropping in other peoples conversations, while pretending to have something more entertaining to discuss themselves, while really he runs and tells the other. Or the fact that one reads my journal, posts nasty comment and informs the other at the slightest mention of their name. Or rather code name. Or that one gives other people information and advice on relationships, when he has none himself, and uses his excuse for not dating a girl that he can't get up the nerve to ask his roommate. Yet I, the only "involved" party here, who refrains from posting nasty comments on other peoples journals, easedropping in their conversations, or pointlessly gossiping about others am the one labelled immature and full of high school drama? And one claims to know women, yet it takes him two weeks to decipher someone is upset with him? The theme of this week really seems to be people being blind to their own situations...i however, am highly amused by the irony of it all"
Now, everyone that has meet her knows what I am talking about, and thus I replied:
"You kept looking at me before class, I couldn’t understand why. Then I read your online journal-dedicated entry about me, and it became clear. Believe me babe, I have to argue that I have become even more amused. People would agree that it’s not called ease-dropping when someone is so excited with gossiping pride, that they have to talk about it loud in class. I only hear it because unfortunately I am forced too, from the minute you wait by the door, to the minute that it is time to leave. Maybe you should try the “elementary school passing note technique” before class like you do during it. And running to tell things to my roommate? No, sorry hun-I only asked him if he was “person W,” I wasn’t around you long enough, thank god, to pick up the art of the excitement of talking about people behind their backs, you know, the only talent you seem to posses as everyone in class can constantly hear you jabber on and on about people you know. It is a good thing I ended our fling when I did, it wasn’t that I wasn’t interested in a girl at the time, but rather your annoyance would have driven me to suicide, a luxury that I’m sure many of your ex-boyfriends had wished to try. Crystal pointed out that you were looking at my roommates picture on the computer during class, sigh, the trouble these young girls go through these days when they can’t tangibly get what they wish for the most. Get a life, or better yet, do humanity a favor by moving to a stranded island, that way staying a virgin won’t matter, and you wont have the opportunity to poison people with your tongue, drenched in gossip, ignorance of thyself, pride, and stupidity, all characteristics that represent the pale skinned beast that you truly are. Delete this post if you must, you probably will, the truth has always been a difficult thing to digest for you, I don’t mind, the point of this comment has been accomplished, you read it, from top to bottom, and every word in between, you had to, I knew you would, your thirst for drama depends on it, I know this, I played upon this. as I have willingly fed the beast, proving my point as Wednesday rolls around and you can’t wait to talk about the latest live journal update."
oh when will she learn...sigh..
"I am so amused at the fact that two 21 year old boys deem themselves to be above "high school drama", lecture other people about the need to grow up...and then turn around and act like such entire hypocrites. Whether it be the fact that one of them participates in easedropping in other peoples conversations, while pretending to have something more entertaining to discuss themselves, while really he runs and tells the other. Or the fact that one reads my journal, posts nasty comment and informs the other at the slightest mention of their name. Or rather code name. Or that one gives other people information and advice on relationships, when he has none himself, and uses his excuse for not dating a girl that he can't get up the nerve to ask his roommate. Yet I, the only "involved" party here, who refrains from posting nasty comments on other peoples journals, easedropping in their conversations, or pointlessly gossiping about others am the one labelled immature and full of high school drama? And one claims to know women, yet it takes him two weeks to decipher someone is upset with him? The theme of this week really seems to be people being blind to their own situations...i however, am highly amused by the irony of it all"
Now, everyone that has meet her knows what I am talking about, and thus I replied:
"You kept looking at me before class, I couldn’t understand why. Then I read your online journal-dedicated entry about me, and it became clear. Believe me babe, I have to argue that I have become even more amused. People would agree that it’s not called ease-dropping when someone is so excited with gossiping pride, that they have to talk about it loud in class. I only hear it because unfortunately I am forced too, from the minute you wait by the door, to the minute that it is time to leave. Maybe you should try the “elementary school passing note technique” before class like you do during it. And running to tell things to my roommate? No, sorry hun-I only asked him if he was “person W,” I wasn’t around you long enough, thank god, to pick up the art of the excitement of talking about people behind their backs, you know, the only talent you seem to posses as everyone in class can constantly hear you jabber on and on about people you know. It is a good thing I ended our fling when I did, it wasn’t that I wasn’t interested in a girl at the time, but rather your annoyance would have driven me to suicide, a luxury that I’m sure many of your ex-boyfriends had wished to try. Crystal pointed out that you were looking at my roommates picture on the computer during class, sigh, the trouble these young girls go through these days when they can’t tangibly get what they wish for the most. Get a life, or better yet, do humanity a favor by moving to a stranded island, that way staying a virgin won’t matter, and you wont have the opportunity to poison people with your tongue, drenched in gossip, ignorance of thyself, pride, and stupidity, all characteristics that represent the pale skinned beast that you truly are. Delete this post if you must, you probably will, the truth has always been a difficult thing to digest for you, I don’t mind, the point of this comment has been accomplished, you read it, from top to bottom, and every word in between, you had to, I knew you would, your thirst for drama depends on it, I know this, I played upon this. as I have willingly fed the beast, proving my point as Wednesday rolls around and you can’t wait to talk about the latest live journal update."
oh when will she learn...sigh..