October 29, 2005
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“I heard that you were talkin’ shit & you didn’t think that I would hear it.” –Gwen Stefani-
I’m so sick of drama & people who turn on their friends. I’m sick of cattiness & selfishness & girls who can’t even admit to who they are, yet can tell someone else exactly what is wrong with them. I’m glad I left OU because I never wanted to become one of those people- I’m so sorry that I left some of the good ones behind, who are still subject to it.
I’m so angry I’m seeing stars. And not in the good, “Oh my, starry-eyed surprise,” way. I wish I could be there to defend us to them; to defend being “emo” & “depressed” & “not fitting in.” But in the end, does it matter? No… because we’ll never be the people they are, & that is enough to satisfy me.
We know what we are, & who we are. That’s more than they can ever say for themselves. We will never be them; we don’t know how to be shallow. Maybe they’re the ones who don’t fit in.
I used to think they made us this way, the damn "depressed outsiders." Now I know that they do make us who we are, but for a different reason- because we can rise above. In the end, I can only thank them for showing us so much about ourselves… just not in the way they intended.
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On a lighter note, tomorrow night, we’re pirates. Expect photos. GOOD ones.
‘Twas the nite before Halloween & all through the land, college students were preparing for what was at hand. Drunk boys & girls trying to stumble with care, with all beer cans left empty & costume stores bare. Feather boas, glitter & spandex galore- this is what college students have been waiting for! Possessed by numbness and liquor-ish wits, guys yell from windows, 'Show me your tits!' So come one, come all to
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"I’m sick of cattiness & selfishness & girls who can’t even admit to who they are, yet can tell someone else exactly what is wrong with them."
that is such a good point.
i'm sorry that you have to deal with people like them. i'm sorry that anyone has to. it may offer little comfort, but rest assured that you are the better person in this situation. be glad that you were able to "rise above" their level.
love you. XOXO.
I hate most girls too, so you're not alone. And I'm not sure whether or not you wrote that little halloween poem thingy, but i am most certainly stealing it! yeeees
I miss you...
I miss having a counterpart here, someone who IS one in the same, who is “emo” & “depressed” & “not fitting in.” I can't thank you enough for sticking up for me, and for being "here", even when you're there...
For the entire first four paragraphs of this post...
This is one of the reasons 90% of my friends are guys and still are. It is beyond me why people cannot just say what they mean. I don't know if this is what you're talking about, but I would rather my friend just come up to me and say, "you know what - that was not cool and you're being a huge bitch right now." At the time I may not agree with them, but if I was I would come around and say you know what I was being a huge bitch, sorry. However, people, mostly girls, don't do that. They tell ten million other people that you're being a bitch and then Sally comes around and says, "Jenny said you're being a huge bitch." And then trying to be a good friend you confront Jenny and rather than her saying well the other night you hurt my feelings she denies and denies and denies. We're human, we make mistakes, but damn it why can't you just tell me! We're friends so just say it!
Sorry for blogging in your comments. lol
I dressed up as Snow White for work tonight. Yay!
yes, drama is my favorite
call me, ya ass
I actually really like your pumpkin that looks mentally disabled; it's humanizing and quite endearing. And who the fuck told you that you put on weight? Unless it was your doctor, WHO THE FUCK SAYS THAT, and WHO THE FUCK CARES? Jesus, sometimes I think that some people just don't have enough to do...I wish that had time to sit around and contemplate the eating habits of my friends.
Hang in there katy...You should come to Columbus and visit. If you want to get away from Cuyahoga Falls, gimme a ring.
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