Someone (and I think you know who)has decided to step up to the invisible plate and start spinning shit. HAHAHA!!!! How sad. What she said really was below the belt, and at that moment, i cried the first of many rivers of tears for the evening.
Me??? Get a life??? For your information, and this might be a little hard for someone of your limited intelligence to comprehend, I have a life. It just doesn't consist of meaningless activities like being seen at a monument for recreational drug use.
Unlike you, I study my ass off. That's why I was pissed at you. The other, and most important reason, is that I don't want to hear you talk drivel about what you do on your weekends. I also don't appreciate hearing about your seemingly regular sexual conquests. You don't see me running my mouth about such matters, do you? Don't complain when you catch something off some random guy you shagged, probably for a free drink.
Forgive me for being brutally honest with you, but you suck. When you get older, and you have a life with minimal substance, you will thank me for attempting to rectify this situation. Someone says you think I have been avoiding you. She, and i told her this, got it dead wrong. I haven't seen you around. If I had, would it be wrong to NOT to come and sit with you? Maybe I need some time on my own, as I feel very claustraphobic around people and dogs. Which category do you fit in?
I know, your sidekick is a club nut too. But unlike you, she had the guts to talk to me about her grievances. and you talk about having a war with me? And you tell me I have no life?? Your words seem very autobiographical here, love. Girls like you are a dime a dozen.
If you have a problem with me, speak to me about it. You chose this avenue for debate, and it's not like me to dissappoint.
You called for a war? I heed this call, with open arms.
Up for it?
Friday, May 28, 2004
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