Double You Tea Eff, Mate!
So yeah, I'm supposed to chill with Alex today, but I don't know whenever I'm with him I get the feeling he'd rather be somewhere else with someone else. Take Becky for instance, I swear there's something going on there. They are so clingy . Ugh, it really bugs me.
I know that it isn't any of my business, but he already has a girlfriend fer chissakes'. Does he really need Becky too? Meh , whatever.
So anyway, my so called " friends" left me here to rot all weekend, I swear I'm never invited anywhere, but it's understandable since I ditched them last year to hang out with Tiffy, but quite frankly I don't regret that , not one bit. As a matter of fact , I should be thanking Tiffy for saving me from them. They're so fake , it's unbelieveable. To your face they pretend to adore you but as soon as you turn your back they pull out their knives* stab stab stab*, although I would be lying if I said I wasn't exactly like them , meaning I am a hypocrite. Don't get me wrong, I genuinely like some of them, just not most of them.
And I can't really say my crappy personality is winning me any popularity contests. But fuck popularity, right? Like I'd even want to be those kids anyway. They think that you dont hear them snigger and giggle when you walk past. " FYI , I hear you. You fucking morons."
...On a slightly happier note , I'm going to Dawson thursday to hang with Krissy. Should be pretty cool. I can't wait. I'm gonna go check out the Plant office. Crazy. Heck yes.
Well , that's all for today , loves.