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Go ahead, read it misty, I dare you So, my roomates found my diary...now its all out in the open. I locked my diary for a few days so I could cool down a bit. I was so pissed off at them. I come to school and try to be a better person than I ever have been. It worked for about a week, and then things went downhill. They started taking delight in making fun of me, so I started building my wall. Up it went, and it kept rising up and up. By the time it was finished, I was looking for a way out of the room. I hate being in enclosed spaces, and thats what it felt like being in that room. So, I went on a secret mission to find another room. I found a really nice person, and made a new friend. I still was stuck in the room though. Lots of complications with the other person arose and so I waited patiently. Then, my wall was blasted away. While I was sitting there, all comfortable at ease behind my wall, someone came and ripped it open, leaving me completely exposed and open for ridicule. They found my journal and sat there in front of me and snickered at every little thing. I asked them what page they were reading so I could defend myself, but they wouldnt listen. "Oh, dont say anything about that one, that ones too embarassing even for me." So, I held back my tears as I tried to get rid of the evidence, and hurriedly put the bricks back up. I managed to block my website, but I did a really haphazard job on my wall, so now it is really easy to tear it down again. Im also still waiting for my chance to move in with Melissa. This weekend is so going to suck. Just to get out of my room, I will have to get myself out there and finding the only people left. Misty left for the weekend, Jamie has whitney over so she wont talk to me at all, Melissa is going home tonight, might be back tommorow, Melvin is leaving, Eliza is leaving, and I dont have a damn computer. I had to travel all the way to the computer center to use one of their computers, which has no aim, so I am completely screwed in the socialization area. I did go cycling today, that worse than getting an enema. But I was proud of myself for getting out there and doing something. Maybe tommorow if I have nothing to do...which will happen, I will get out and go to the gym. Maybe I will even get the guts to ask Isaac to play a game of basketball with me. I dont know, the weird ones are my type. Except for Everett. Everett is the only guy who has ever straight up told me he didnt like me. Most people will keep it hidden from me in fear of hurting me, but Everett has told me several times. For instance, he was asked the question yesterday if he had ever had a sexual dream about me, and he looked at me and said, "Yeah...thats not going to happen...it just isnt, you understand though." It hurts me, but I do realize that his is preference, and if his one big turn on is a girl who can mess with his head, I dont want him to like me anyways. So yeah, thats my story and Im sticking to it. Screw you misty and jake and jamie if you are reading this. I really dont care anymore. Go ahead, be a bitch and make fun of me for it, but I know I am a better person than you because I would never do that to someone, read something personal and make fun of them for it...hell I probably wouldnt even read it. But that was your decision and I know you really dont care about me at all, so its all good. I dont give a crap about what you think anyways. Anyone who "kicks a friend out of their group a year" deserves to be bitch slapped and you know it. Fucking wench. |
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