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Jun 03, 2007 00:54

what would you do if your "friends" put cat shit (thank god it was kind of dried out and coated in kitty litter) in your purse?

although there were many things i could have done about the situation (and lets not forget the cat shit was preceeded with 3 hot dogs in my purse just 1 hour earlier), i've decided i need new friends. regardless of who did it, many witnessed it, no one stopped it, no one helped me clean it up, no one apologized, and no one called or texted to see if i was okay or if i was driving along the river bawling my eyes out. to top off the night i got a voice mail that said, "fuck you". cool.

for the past four years i have looked more forward to coming home for good than actually having a degree. i rarely felt at home in bloomington and i couldn't wait to come home to be with the people i trusted and loved.

i feel lost and betrayed- and perhaps i'm being overdramatic (which i do have a tendency to do), but i'm done.
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