Thursday, August 16, 2007
how i...
how is everyone?today was excruciatingly boring and stressful I especially loathe it when you are taught something that you willnever have the need to use unless your going to be some sort of freak that's going to try to get a master in everything in college.I forgot to call Erin...oh well better call her soon before I am forced to go hear Nadern talk at 3rd place books
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I almost almost died. But I stopped at five. Maybe five is my new lucky number. I don't know. And in the same day I lost all faith in humanity and then regained it. I still don't know what I'm going to do tomorrow-I have 95 pills left-but whatever I do, whether I go to school on Monday or stop breathing tomorrow, I don't want to be on bad terms with my former-best friend. So I am saying sorry, which you apparantly couldn't do, but oh well. I know you don't want to be my friend. I know you hate me. And what you said to me was in gym was incredibly one-sided and bitchy...I mean, you almost caused my suicide, but I did some one-sided bitchy things too, and for those I'll apologize. And laugh...because the Dead Kennedys are like "is my cock big enough, is my brain small enough for you to make me a star" I like them....anyways.... I'm not going to stop hating Erin, but I'll stop hating you. And on Monday, maybe I won't have a friend, but how about a locker partener I can say hi to???
And how the hell was that my fault?Not everything is always about you as much as you'd like to think that.So many people are worried about you. And to get what in return? This.Why do you always have to blame your problems on other people?And what does your mother have to do with me?
lol.this is funny.and the fact that both of us chose to save similar entries as memories shows something about...something.aah, all the petty little things that ruin days and lifetimes.i don't know if you think about our former friendship ever or not, but i sometimes do, as with all my ex best friends, and i can honestly say that when i do, i don't think about the shit that went down in the end...i think about all the jolly good times we had. i don't even think i would have remembered most of this badness if it wasnt for livejournal...
That's nice to hear.Yes i think of you quite often but sometimes the bad times creep into my head.We did have fun times though didn't we?
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