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eeeeeeesh.......mumsie n daddy dearest are coming home tomorrow...woo fun. Can't wait. haha...I mean, i miss them n all, but i've had fun just living with kristy for a week...we can do whatever the fuck we want. which is nothing bad of course....i think the worst thing we've done is have our guy friends come over, and that's about it. it wasn't even some massive orgy either...haha...ANYWAY
i can't wait till i can drive. holy shit. i am awesome. except for when i suck. HA. but seriously, i'm not bad at it...i get wild sometimes, but i control myself...in the car anyway...well, when i'm driving. :D
on a sadder note. sara is no longer my friend. she never really was, i guess you could say....i'm going to miss her, cuz she could be cool. but i just can't be friends with someone who lied to me practically the whole time, and possibly got tom to cheat on me. but whatever. she's not worth it..honestly...and sara if you're reading this, i'll tell you why i can still be friends with tom, but not with you. it's cuz tom didn't pretend to be something he wasn't. yea, he may have lied to me, but he didn't tell me he would never do that after we broke up, or say he couldn't imagine hurting dave OR me. you...you pretended to be my friend, supposedly crying inside cuz you were hurting me. if it was that painful for you, you should have stopped. but whatever, you're not worth wasting my time on. just please don't leave a note telling me i shouldn't be writing this shit, cuz for one it's MY journal, and for another, you don't have to read it anyway. so there.
i feel like a fifth grader. and maybe i'm acting like one. but i don't care. i got hurt, and i'm not a nice person, so i usually tend to hurt back. deal with it. honestly, i don't care about your damn feelings anymore, and i really don't care about your dad n you not getting along. you tried to blame "loving" tom on your dad starving you of attention, but that's bull. next time, stay away from other girl's boyfriends. cuz i'm sorry, the day you get your ass kicked from some jealous bitch, i won't feel bad for at all.
anyway. i needed to say that. whether or not she ever reads it? who gives a fuck. i don't plan on asking her. i tend to ignore her whenever i see her, which obviously she notices. i just hope she also notices she's one of the reasons i will never completely trust anyone ever again, except for, ironically, her (and my) best friend. funny, ain't it?