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I like how you sent me a text message yesterday telling me that you didn't want our friendship to end over this, blah blah blah. However it seems slightly convient to me that you decided to say this AFTER I told you that I have intentions of going to lawyer because you owe me quite a bit of money for that gym membership. WE signed up together. You put YOUR name on that piece of paper. I told you I would try to get it cancelled, but then I also told you that I couldn't. YOU should have been the bigger person and STILL paid your portion of this gym membership. It's fucking ridiculous that I have been paying this off by myself, considering your fucking name is on the piece of paper we both signed for the gym. Don't worry though, because I have called the gym and they are faxing me over a copy of the paper that has both of our signatures on it, and both papers that we both signed individually. I also have all the bank statements showing just exactly how much money I have been paying these assholes. Jamie, you owe me at least $300-$450. If not more than that. Because I have been paying this for some time by myself. So NO Jamie, I do not want to continue this thing that we called a friendship, because it's not a friendship. It's two people who talk and hang out every so often, and when they do somehow words seem to get mixed up, and bounce between people who are not us, and then you and I get into a stupid fucking argument like this one we have going now, and we end up dragging everybody else in this. No, not again. And you can call off Danielle, because Jamie I DID NOT send Rachael after you. Before the other day, I hadn't even talked to Rachael in almost a week. So calm the fuck down on that one. Rachael attacked you because... well that's what friends do when their friends are being pissed off by other people. Trust me, you'd do the same damn thing for Danielle.
I don't want to be friends. I don't want what ever we call this fucking thing between us. You go your way, I'll go mine. I have too many changes going on in my life right now Jamie, to even remotely continue to deal with this. I'm still slightly upset with you that you seem to think you know whether or not I'm happy. Well here's a fucking wake-up call Jamie, if I wasn't happy, well then guess what I would have left him already. Think of that one? You have no idea what makes me happy, and what I do. All you know is that you seem to think Damian is too old, too unexperienced, and too unpredictable. Well I don't give two shits what you think. Because I don't think he's too old, I don't care that he's inexperienced, and him being older ACTUALLY ends up making him MORE predictable. This my relationship with him. NOT YOUR'S. I don't care what you think of him. I don't care if you think I'm not happy. That's the point I guess I'm trying to make here... I just don't give a fucking shit anymore. I care about Damian a great deal. And my best friend, she may not like him, but at least she's telling me that "I'm unhappy". A friend doesn't do that shit. Sure they let you know how they feel about somebody, but they don't assume they know you well enough to predict stuff like that. Just as when I posted in a previous journal about Ken saying he wanted me to go into managment training, you left me a comment saying if you returned back and I was a manager that you think you may shoot yourself. That was a really asshole thing to say. You know that? First off, I've busted my ass in that store to get where I am. I didn't do it by sitting around with my thumb up my ass. And second if you were my friend, then you would been a little encouraging, not a fucking bitch. Whether you think I'd make a good manager or not, it doesn't matter. What should have mattered though is that if I was your friend then you should have been at least slightly happy for because friends are supposed to be happy to see their friends suceed in life. Unless I'm mistaken on what a friend is. However I slightly doubt that part. You see, Jamie, you may have all these friends up in Farmington. Whether they're friends you've made, or friends you've made because you're dating Stewart. And yea, I may have only a few friends that I talk to. But the quanity of friends you have, means shit if the quality of their friendship is shit. See what I'm saying here? You're just another person that I will no longer be talking to. That's the way the cookie crumbles. Live your life in Farmington with Stewart. Don't contact me again. I asked you TWICE in e-mail not to contact me again. This is the third warning Jamie. I have them all saved to my computer. One more time, and I have every intention of taking this to the police for a harrassment charge. You want to play hardball this way, then lets have a fucking go at it.
I find it incrediably annoying that after all of this crap you and I have been through, you are finding the need to try to continue this stupid friendship. It's not worth it. Honestly, this just is not worth my time or effort anymore. I don't believe that you've stopped talking to Ben, just as I didn't believe you when you told me you no longer talk to Kayla. Jamie, I may act retarded a lot of the time, but I'm not at nieve as you seem to think I am.
Be expecting those papers sometime in the future, by the way. Friendship or not, I want the money that YOU owe me.
I'm fucking done with this.
I don't want to be friends. I don't want what ever we call this fucking thing between us. You go your way, I'll go mine. I have too many changes going on in my life right now Jamie, to even remotely continue to deal with this. I'm still slightly upset with you that you seem to think you know whether or not I'm happy. Well here's a fucking wake-up call Jamie, if I wasn't happy, well then guess what I would have left him already. Think of that one? You have no idea what makes me happy, and what I do. All you know is that you seem to think Damian is too old, too unexperienced, and too unpredictable. Well I don't give two shits what you think. Because I don't think he's too old, I don't care that he's inexperienced, and him being older ACTUALLY ends up making him MORE predictable. This my relationship with him. NOT YOUR'S. I don't care what you think of him. I don't care if you think I'm not happy. That's the point I guess I'm trying to make here... I just don't give a fucking shit anymore. I care about Damian a great deal. And my best friend, she may not like him, but at least she's telling me that "I'm unhappy". A friend doesn't do that shit. Sure they let you know how they feel about somebody, but they don't assume they know you well enough to predict stuff like that. Just as when I posted in a previous journal about Ken saying he wanted me to go into managment training, you left me a comment saying if you returned back and I was a manager that you think you may shoot yourself. That was a really asshole thing to say. You know that? First off, I've busted my ass in that store to get where I am. I didn't do it by sitting around with my thumb up my ass. And second if you were my friend, then you would been a little encouraging, not a fucking bitch. Whether you think I'd make a good manager or not, it doesn't matter. What should have mattered though is that if I was your friend then you should have been at least slightly happy for because friends are supposed to be happy to see their friends suceed in life. Unless I'm mistaken on what a friend is. However I slightly doubt that part. You see, Jamie, you may have all these friends up in Farmington. Whether they're friends you've made, or friends you've made because you're dating Stewart. And yea, I may have only a few friends that I talk to. But the quanity of friends you have, means shit if the quality of their friendship is shit. See what I'm saying here? You're just another person that I will no longer be talking to. That's the way the cookie crumbles. Live your life in Farmington with Stewart. Don't contact me again. I asked you TWICE in e-mail not to contact me again. This is the third warning Jamie. I have them all saved to my computer. One more time, and I have every intention of taking this to the police for a harrassment charge. You want to play hardball this way, then lets have a fucking go at it.
I find it incrediably annoying that after all of this crap you and I have been through, you are finding the need to try to continue this stupid friendship. It's not worth it. Honestly, this just is not worth my time or effort anymore. I don't believe that you've stopped talking to Ben, just as I didn't believe you when you told me you no longer talk to Kayla. Jamie, I may act retarded a lot of the time, but I'm not at nieve as you seem to think I am.
Be expecting those papers sometime in the future, by the way. Friendship or not, I want the money that YOU owe me.
I'm fucking done with this.