i'm tired of being there for people who care only about themselves and don't know how to live without their stupid miserable whipped boyfriend who is terrified to even look at another girl because you throw such a fit. may i add, a boyfriend who i have some SERIOUS blackmail on right now...heh heh heh. oops, did i say that? anyway. i'm tired of being a good friend. good friend elena is done. she has too many other things to deal with. it's kinda funny, i used to see you as an equal. but this past year all you've done is prove that you're really not as mature as i thought you were. so basically what i'm trying to say is, don't talk to me until you've grown up some. i'm serious. don't leave me bitchy little messages when i'm away. because i'll just ex them out and not read them. because i don't care what you have to say anymore. when you learn how to juggle a boyfriend and friends at once, then maybe we can chat. but i think you need a break from being my friend. i'm not trying to be a bitch, i'm just saying a lot of stuff then i've been holding in for a long time. our friendship has gone down the shitter ever since you and him got together. and whatever, a lot of friendships do. and it's sad, because i was really one fucking devoted friend. i chucked my own feelings about my first real relationship out the window just so you could be happy. you don't find a much better friend then that. i did everything. and i'm not going to do it anymore, because you don't appreciate it. theend.
now that THAT is out of the way, i'll tell you about my lovely day. had lunch with my shayalay and sarah. me and sarah drew pictures in s.hall as usual. acting was the usual. hayles took an assload of pictures of me that came out disgusting.
then i went to my guidance appointment with my parents. basically, i'm either taking all that shit i failed/didn't take online, or in c.recovery next year. i'm sort of all for the second option. spending my entire summer doing projects and taking classes online sounds horrible.
then my mom took me to the shoe store and bought me new converse and nikes for running. i hate exercise but i have to do it. i'm sick of being skinny yet having a monsterous stomach.
then she took me to mcdonalds where i ate a shitload of food. then i came home. and now i'm going on my lovely four mile walk/run. because I WILL BE IN SHAPE THIS SUMMER, DAMMIT.