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Tuesday, May 25, 2010
I'm happy and pissed. @ 8:04 PM

You expect me to not be mad and raging, when:
AND HELLO, IT'S ME. YOU KNOW ME
- I waited in line.. APPROXIMATELY 1.5 HOURS
- I waited with ANOTHER PERSON
- WE DIDN'T GET THE FOOD.
- YOU DIDN'T EXPLAIN WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED.
- YOU ACTUALLY SAY YOU'RE LEAVING, WHAT'S THE POINT OF THAT?!
- "THERE'S STILL A LITTLE MORE PEOPLE, GO GET YOUR STUFF, NOW"
ARE YOU STUPID? MAJORITY OF THE PEOPLE WERE FUCKING THERE.
- "I have my side of the story." GOOD FOR YOU, WHY DID YOU NOT WAIT AND AT LESS THAN FIVE MINUTES EXPLAINING FOR US.
- SOME OF US END UP FUCKING IN DEEP SHIT.

Good job.
I don't give a shit if you hate me.

Have I considered you?
No. BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T EXPLAIN WHAT HAPPENED.
OR AT LEAST EXPLAIN ON MSN, AFTER YOU GOT HOME, SCHOOL, WHATEVER.
GOD.
FUCK YOU.





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Was I never enough?
Do you regret me?
Whatever. We're not even friends now.
How do you think I feel when you pick on me?
You don't.
Gee, thanks a lot.

If you threaten me, beat me up, whatever.
I don't give a shit.
I obviously can't fight back, but I will fight for my fucking rights.

I almost got assassinated.
Just. ask. Stephen.

Thanks Kevin.
Yep , I name-dropped.
I'm being a bitch.
Whatever.