Entry: She loves me not,She loves me,SHE LOVES ME NOT Wednesday, October 29, 2003



So at school, man I can be cool just like Sam and write in this when I'm at school.  I told her how I felt last night thinking that we could possibly talk about things and maybe make things better, but obviously she's with Steve and he changes her attitudes on everything, including what she cares about and what she doesn't.  And I guess this is one of those things that he doesn't want her to care about or something.  Fuck her.  She told me that she is being a good friend to me and that she does care and all of this other shit, what the fuck is she talking about?  I'm just gonna sit and ramble on and on about what a bitch she is to me, so if you wanna stop reading I understand.  Maybe I'll let my anger out here...
                                                   AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!
Seriously, this is going to sound really hyptcrytical but why does she find fun in making me feel ike shit and then I tell her I've gotta thing for Tristan and she goes for him.  Or I let her borrow something and it ends up with Steve, or how Steve comes before everyone in her life, and how she talks shit to people behind my back and then either lies about it or just decides that I don't need to know.  Yeah, thats the shit that would piss anyone off, but gesssh your best friend I thought maybe should be treated with a little at least a little better respect.  Eh whatever.  So yeah school definitly sucks and I wanna quit so badly.  Whatever fuck her,enough complaining, work needs to be done. 

So today is my last swim practice with my Hogan because she's better than me and she gets to go on the varisty and then JV is done today.  Can't say I'm not excitied about being done and not having to be at the Y until 10 o'clock at night and seeing the Nazi lifeguard every Monday and seeing my damn bitch of a coach but I'm going to sure miss seeing Miss Hogan in a bathing suit and all that stuff.

Damn my throat is killing me, like it actually has held me hostage with a knife up to itself.  Damn, I think I'm gonna go home or maybe find a corner, sit in it and cry.  LA DE DA...This is the end of my boring entry.

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