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so. there's a lot to get out from the time i've been gone.
we'll start from the top. i hate the people that i know. it's sad, it's common, it's life. i still hate them. my friends are not friends. they are people i've known for a very long time and for some reason or another just haven't been able to move past. as far as hanging out goes, i don't mind it so much. laughs shared, good times had. but then there's always that moment. that one terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day and for some reason, to my "friends", it's the reason they won't call you for three weeks. so i called you selfish, grow the fuck up. if one goddamn name is going to drive you over the egde, you're worse off than i ever fucking imagined. also, when i do a huge fucking favor for you and only expect minor compensation, you should make good on your part of the bargain. i didn't wake my ass up at 7 o'clock in the morning for fucking fun. how you got there and the rest of the details isn't any of your fucking concern. i can have attitude, i can act any goddamn way i choose to, in the end you still owe me money. my dad's response to this is to just shrug it off. so a friend doesn't pay you the money she owes...i can't force her, so in the end, you just have to stamp "SCREWED" on your forhead and call it a day. this is a small glimpse into my life i share with "friends". people who hold SUCH A GRUDGE over a small thing like name-calling even though they'll choose not to do a huge favor because they simply don't want to, or who fuck you over any chance they get just because they can. no, i'm not very nice. no, i don't really think of others much before myself. and no, i won't just "come along for the ride" when i'm not in the mood. but i am the type of person who knows that we've been through enough to not end everything over a name, or to just treat people like shit because they don't go out of their way to involve themselves in my drama. i thought you were the same way.
i'll be 21 very soon...i have no real urge to out and get shitfaced. i'll be in Colorado the 9th-16th, so i can celebrate my birthday with my older sister. i still need to find someone to take care of Priscilla while i'm out of town, but for the most part i'm really excited cuz it's gonna be lotssss of fun. a change of scenery might do me a lot of good. also, i'm pretty sure i have this job i applied for. OH YAY, WORK. i'll have to ditch the lip ring, but sometimes growing up is hard to do.
all i have to say is:
we'll start from the top. i hate the people that i know. it's sad, it's common, it's life. i still hate them. my friends are not friends. they are people i've known for a very long time and for some reason or another just haven't been able to move past. as far as hanging out goes, i don't mind it so much. laughs shared, good times had. but then there's always that moment. that one terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day and for some reason, to my "friends", it's the reason they won't call you for three weeks. so i called you selfish, grow the fuck up. if one goddamn name is going to drive you over the egde, you're worse off than i ever fucking imagined. also, when i do a huge fucking favor for you and only expect minor compensation, you should make good on your part of the bargain. i didn't wake my ass up at 7 o'clock in the morning for fucking fun. how you got there and the rest of the details isn't any of your fucking concern. i can have attitude, i can act any goddamn way i choose to, in the end you still owe me money. my dad's response to this is to just shrug it off. so a friend doesn't pay you the money she owes...i can't force her, so in the end, you just have to stamp "SCREWED" on your forhead and call it a day. this is a small glimpse into my life i share with "friends". people who hold SUCH A GRUDGE over a small thing like name-calling even though they'll choose not to do a huge favor because they simply don't want to, or who fuck you over any chance they get just because they can. no, i'm not very nice. no, i don't really think of others much before myself. and no, i won't just "come along for the ride" when i'm not in the mood. but i am the type of person who knows that we've been through enough to not end everything over a name, or to just treat people like shit because they don't go out of their way to involve themselves in my drama. i thought you were the same way.
i'll be 21 very soon...i have no real urge to out and get shitfaced. i'll be in Colorado the 9th-16th, so i can celebrate my birthday with my older sister. i still need to find someone to take care of Priscilla while i'm out of town, but for the most part i'm really excited cuz it's gonna be lotssss of fun. a change of scenery might do me a lot of good. also, i'm pretty sure i have this job i applied for. OH YAY, WORK. i'll have to ditch the lip ring, but sometimes growing up is hard to do.
all i have to say is: