Nov 29, 2004 02:28
While I was off having a life I received a phone call from Tana telling me that I am hated in Monroe. Why? Because I saw some people snorting coke. APPARENTLY I have been going around telling everyone about it because I have no life.
Quite frankly, I went home and asked my sister if she knew that those people did that stuff and she said that she already knew. That's ALL that was said.
I really didn't care enough about the situation to carry on. Now I sit in my dorm after once again having a life and seeing on this lovely live journal that people are ranting about things that I supposedly said.
Wow it really is true that you can never escape where you are from. The Monroe ass-wads still find me.
*sigh*
Tana... maybe we should just go back to "anonymously" posting random comments on people's journals.
Woops. I revealed our secret. How silly of me. I really hope someone starts calling names.
Anyways, I am back from the events of Turkey day. Johan my swedish friend got along well with my family. Homework is once again piling up.