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This weekend was crazy. Friday me and Kyla tried to go to Club 58 so Liza could surprise Kyla there and it was closed for a private party. Kyla refused to walk anywhere so we hung out in a bank. I would have paid money for a picture of Kyla's face when she saw Liza. Then we went shopping and got a toaster oven as well as other cool stuff. We made brownies and cookies and garlic bread and everything. We also saw Lucky Number Slevin which was retarded and had tons of graphic violence and the plot made no sense.
Sarah called me. I don't know why she's friends with me. I'm so mean to her. I spent the first half of the phone call yelling at her for not liking Sweeney Todd (don't get me started) and the second half telling her she's stupid for caring if Luke picks up the phone. I just honestly don't care about her life. Anything about her life anymore. The Sarah that I was friends with doesn't exist anymore so I don't feel like I should put in any effort.
Sarah called me. I don't know why she's friends with me. I'm so mean to her. I spent the first half of the phone call yelling at her for not liking Sweeney Todd (don't get me started) and the second half telling her she's stupid for caring if Luke picks up the phone. I just honestly don't care about her life. Anything about her life anymore. The Sarah that I was friends with doesn't exist anymore so I don't feel like I should put in any effort.