Re: Cause I'm a Ninja

Re: Entry from April 11, 2010

So...It's weird that I'm "Re-ing" other entries huh? I think so too. But really, this is what I should be doing: following you up on past events. Unfortunately.

So. That Facebook drahhhma? You have no idea how much drama it is. Well...was..LOL

The WORST part of it though? Even after all that accidental "work", I don't even think N hates me! I know, right? You're probably thinking WTF. Like me...hopefully. Otherwise there might just be something wrong with you too...But really, what in the world do I have to do to get this person to not just seriously dislike me, but hate me. I feel like I've done everything, well the worst things anyway. Any thoughts? No? Well, I'm sure this isn't a common problem. But it would make life oh, so much easier.

But really, WTF! I've been the worst kind of person. If you (N) hate me, I'll hate you, and everything will then be wrapped up in a nice little package.


PS. I feel like a TOTAL wuss except wuss isn't the right word for it... I would be the worst evil mastermind ever. Get halfway through and then spill the beans about everything to someone walking down the street past my universal death laser and eventually have to go to an insane asylum (only cause the judge who ruled my case was jealous and wanted my plan for himself) (Wow. Perhaps a nice padded, white room with a cozy white jacket wouldn't be such a bad place right now...)

Re: WTF? (There's just this thing about ya)

Re: Entry from April 10, 2010

PLEASE. SOMEONE. ANYONE. Shoot me in the foot. Both feet, so I'll learn.

Words of Wisdom

A few pieces of advice that you should hereby treasure:

1. Don't ever play with a player. They know all your tricks.

2. Don't screw over a b-tch either! They know just how to get you :)

3. Don't assume that I have feelings, because I don't.

4. (A sub-section of #3) Don't assume that I will feel guilty, because (if I hate you) I will definitely not.




But, most importantly, don't get involved with my crazy.

One of the many reasons I love OK Go

I've been waiting for months, waiting for years, waiting for you to change.
Aw, but there ain't much that's dumber, there ain't much that's dumber
than pinning your hopes on a change in another.
And I, yeah I still need you, but what good's that gonna do?
Needing is one thing, and getting gettings another.

So I been sitting around, wasting my time,
wondering what you been doing.
Aw, and it ain't real forgiving, it ain't real forgiving
sitting here picturing someone else living.
And I, yeah I still need you, but what good's that gonna do?
Needing is one thing, and getting gettings another.

I've been hoping for months, hoping for years, hoping I might forget.
Aw, but it don't get much dumber, it don't get much dumber
than trying to forget a girl when you love her.
And I, yeah I still need you, but what good's that gonna do?
Needing is one thing, and getting gettings another



When? When? Why not now? Why not me? Why not me?

Dear Dumb [expletive]

Facebook can only access so many people. I find a world-wide website a much better channel for thought.

A few things to say about this "note" before I actually respond.
1) Learn to put commas in the right place. You always misplace them, and it's become a pet peeve of mine.
2) It's funny that you think "v" would ever talk bad about me without me knowing
3) You've never "listened to me" since you've barely heard my voice
4) Obviously I'd know who I am. I don't have an identity crisis like someone we know...

Alright now:
Dear Dumb [expletive], <--that is where the comma goes btw

I don't like you. I have never liked you since I heard your name when I found out you were cheating with my boyfriend. You are a sl*t, and there are many stories, including ones from your friends, to prove it. I never wanted to get mixed up in your "relationship" (if you can call it that). You should tell your "boyfriend" to stop being so in love with me, if you really want anything to change. I can't change who I am, it's not my fault that he still wants me (correction always has wanted me) more than you (Yes, I know he will deny it, but don't worry the truth comes out anyway). If you want me to say sorry for that I will, but I am not the one you should be having a chat with. I shouldn't be the one to blame for "his" shortcomings, and the issues that you two have with each other. Nor should I be to blame for the numerous times you two have "broken-up"; I was never talking to your "boyfriend" when you broke up and it is not my fault that he would come to me to talk about how you hurt him. Another apology: sorry for being a nice person.

Please don't take your anger at the world, your "boyfriend", or gargantuan body out on me. I'm sorry God hates you. Take it out on people who will, in the future, give a rat's ass.

Sincerely,
Your Pal,
"Ugly B*tch"

PS (commas don't go here either!!!) If it makes you want to die...then just please, do it already.

PPS Please don't make me have to sully my beautiful site with drama about you ever again. It's unbecoming and unnecessary.



in response to:
Dear, Ugly Bitch

Looking at you, Listening to you, Hearing a certain someone (V) talk about you, makes me want to die!

:)

Ps, You know who you are

Cause I'm a ninja

ZOMG I lol at Facehbook drahma.

Sadly, I may have instigated some today.

Sadder to say: it was fun...

I finally like that N hates me. It's much easier to hate someone when they hate you back, unlike before when he'd cling to me like a lost puppy. Really, how can you kick a lost puppy? It's much easier to bitch-slap a grizzly bear.

Grizzly bear metaphor? That must mean it's time for bed.

WTF? (There's just this thing about ya)

OMFG

Excuse my language, bad grammar and the follow emo-tastic entry. I haven't yet read my last entry, so I'm not positive but I think this one follows along the same lines. But I am seriously starting to feel like I should be wearing heavy eye make up, teased hair and bangs in a 45 degree angle.

I know that I'll never understand them (N and F), but I wish and plead and HOPE that the next time I will know better than to get involved. EVERYTIME I say this, everytime I make a fool out of myself when N leaves me behind for F. Everytime I say "Nope, not again. I'll talk to them out of the goodness of my heart but never again will we be friends." Not only do we become friends but even he says that it just all falls right back into place. The stupidest part? It usually only takes a day or a conversation. That's how pathetic I am. After everything that happens I can't even stay mad or angry or dissapointed or hurt for ONE conversation. I don't know what it is about him. With every other single person who's even slightly hurt me or pissed me off, I've cut them out like ...a coral reef sting...? But with him, I have no idea what it is...just like I have NO idea WHY in the world they keep getting back together. After the cheating, the lying, the hitting, the yelling, the going-out-with-every-other-kind-of-person, he STILL runs back to her when she calls. I hate that. I hate her for doing it, and I now hate him the same for continuing it; even after all we talk about and all he talks [LIES] about he still OBVIOUSLY goes back.

Most of all, and worst of all, I hate myself for being such a pathetic wuss, and continuing to let either of them anywhere into my life.

No more.
Please someone shoot me in the foot if I do it again.


ps. expect me to have stubs at the bottom of my legs during the next entry.
pps. see, i even know it'll happen
ppps. gorsh, i hate myself.

Unnatural Selection

Went to see Muse on Monday :) FINALLY
I wasn't expecting ALL that much...I do like them a lot, but it wasn't love.
It was THE BEST show I have ever been to, yes, that's right...including OK Go/Snow Patrol!
They had this amazing light show...and I'm not going to spoil it for anyone, but I will say that Yes, it is the best live show in the world!



In other news...I've just been heartbroken...or is it that I am heartbroken? Either way...I am single. I am hurt...but "relationships are like a broken glass...sometimes it's better to walk away that to hurt yourself trying to piece it back together..."

Update: As we speak I just got a phone call to further stress that people aren't always what they seem, no matter how long you've known them. They can change like the weather and it's ridiculous to let yourself trust someone so much.

Moral of today's lesson? Music is and always be my life. Concerts make up for heartache; music makes up for...everything.