Damn, I don't know where to start!

I guess I'll start with the braces.

First of all, NO RUBBER BANDS THIS MONTH!

Those weren't all that painful, but they were annoying.

Secondly, NO BRIDGES!

Freaking awesome, because that means my parents save a CRAP load of money, and I save a crap load of physical burden.

My teeth are out of the soreness stage now, and I can eat normally, so I'm really happy about that.

Tyler gave me a Nintendo Wi-Fi connecter, and let me use it. IT WORKS! I can't believe it, something fun that actually works! ^-^

My next coffee drink is free at the school's cafe, because it turns out I did have a card, and I've visited them every few days so they just punched out all of the parts on my card except for the free one. YAY! >:^D

School's almost done. Just under 6 weeks left!

Drumline tryouts are next week, which means I get to see all of the drumline guys again, and it's going to be really fun just overall going back into the marching season mood. I absolutely love marching band.

The ups, the downs, all of it. Super serious, relaxed and silly, and anything in between.

I love it all. The feeling, the pain, the rush of adrenaline, the satisfaction, and the strength. I don't know what I'd do without marching band. ^-^;

And while all of those are great, and I'd be super happy with just them... There's something that's been driving me more than anything.

Her.

She who will not be named, because I really want to have the best shot I can possibly get at this.

Recently, I started developing a crush on someone. We met back in middle school, and I will definitely admit I had a crush on her, but I let it slide then, because I didn't know what to do. I didn't know anything about crushes or anything. We've sat together on the bus several times, and I've enjoyed every minute of it. We talk about the same things, laugh about the same things... It's really hard to explain, because it's more about the WAY things have been happening compared to WHAT has been happening. I really feel all right when I'm with her.

I mean this whole week, I've been pretty irritable... Lack of sleep? Male PMSing? Cry for attention? Hell if I know, but whenever I saw her, I felt all right. Even though my days were going horribly, I just felt happy around her.

Either way... I'm just like, WEEEEEEEEEHAWWWWWW YEAH BIZZNATCHES!

>_>
<_<

So yeah, to all those who have done me wrong... Especially you, Loveless... Karma's going to bite you sooner or later.

That point of view... Plus all of the stuff that's been happening... Plus... Just the whole feeling of letting new love in... Everything's just awesome.

mood: content

"I could write a book about all of her lies... And how much she's hurt me..."

"Then do it."

All right, Suger, here's some brainstorming... Just... Random parts from everything that's happened.

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Loveless.

Why do you go by this name? You're setting yourself up for a horrible life.

No love? Nothing to live for. Being loveless means you're loved by nobody.

Not "I don't love anybody." If that's true, than you're just HEARTLESS.

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Long ago, I met you at an anime convention that I went to because they had DDR. I didn't plan to do much more than just play on that all day, but as it turns out... I watched you more than the screen. "Damn, I hope she gets treated well by her boyfriend." You were an awesome person. You gave me my first outside of family hug, you were really nice, and you were just generally fun to be around. You were quite attractive, too, which lead to me becoming infatuated with you. I was able to safely say it was merely infatuation, because I didn't have any feelings stronger than "Oh, yeah, she's cool."

Eventually, after an unsuccessful relationship on my part, and your relationship coming to an end... I began to develop a small crush on you. I started going everywhere I could with you, from your locker, to your classes, and sometimes I walked halfway home with you. Every moment of it was perfect. Just being with you made everything all right. I could have been run over by a truck, punched in the face, and be stuck in a wheelchair all my life, but I felt like as long as I saw you, everything would be all right. My crush grew tremendously when you gave me my all time best Christmas gift ever: the paopu fruit. By giving me that, you basically stated that we were bound together. Forever.

The end of the year passed by so quickly, and it was already 2007... I wasn't ready for it... I wanted to stay in 2006 longer, it was just such a beautiful time... I'd stay up late, wondering what you were doing, what you were thinking... How you felt about me... The thought of you just seemed to bring me hope... You were the first person to give me such hope.

You were having trouble with a crush of your own, and occasionally you'd mention that you wish you had someone... I'd always mumble, "I'm here..." but you never heard it, because it was always very silent.

Time continued to pass, and we grew closer and closer. I was aching every moment I wasn't with you. I needed you. Then, one night, my friend said, "Great job Brian, you win! She wants to ask you out!"

Holy shit, did I just hear that?

"...She wants to ask you out!"

I couldn't believe it... Dreams had finally come true. Valentine's day hit, and just before we parted ways, you slipped a piece of paper into my hands. The drawing was beautiful. The poems were beautiful...

Then, when I was almost all the way to my class, my eyes ran over the words, "Dance with me?"

I couldn't believe it, so I read it again.

"Dance with me?"

It was true. She really did. All throughout that class, I couldn't help but be really nervous. I knew exactly what I wanted to tell her, but... How?

Finally, after that class was done, I went to my class with her. My heart was pounding, and I was too nervous to say anything before or during class. Finally, after the bell rang and we were walking down the halls, I spoke up.

"Hey, about that note you gave me this morning..."
"Oh right, the Valentines one?"
"Yeah... That one."
"What do you say?"
"Yes, I'd absolutely love to go with you."

We then hugged, but... That time it felt different. It was one filled with affection... With care... And dare I say, with love.

Only three words could describe how I felt. "I love you."

I absolutely knew it then. "I love you."

I never said you had to say it back, but I guess you inferred that... Either way, I was on top of the world for the rest of the day. When I got home, I told you about how long I had wanted to be with you.

The next morning, we cuddled, and for once I truly felt comfortable. I felt like I was myself. I couldn't have asked for more. Your head was rested on my shoulder, my head was rested on yours. There was just something about it that words seriously could not describe.

The next day, I can't believe happened. After we got out of our class together, we held hands down the hall, and before we parted ways, you kissed me on the cheek. NOBODY, I repeat NOBODY has EVER even done THAT before. I licked your cheek to make up for the time you got me and I TOTALLY missed you, and we parted ways. After we finished with the day, we met up again, and I thought I was going to walk home with you. Unfortunately, you had a ride, so we ended up having to say our good-byes a little early. We kissed each other on the cheek a few times, and finally, WHAM. RIGHT on the lips. I was really not expecting that, and the feeling I got afterwards didn't go away for a long time... I didn't want it to. That was my first actual kiss.

Saturday. Wow, seriously... This is where it just... All... Died... We stayed up really late, talking over the internet... I'm going to have to promise myself to never talk to my girlfriend through the internet again. We ended up getting into a conversation that made us think too deeply about relationships, and... We broke up. I didn't know what to do.

I cried. I couldn't sleep. I nearly cut myself, or commited suicide... Hell, if it weren't for Falsejoy pointing out how stupidly I was acting, I wouldn't be alive today. Thanks, Falsejoy... I REALLY needed you to tell me how it looked from an outside perspective. That saved me.

Time passed, and she lead me on. She made me believe that she still had feelings for me, and she just needed to calm down before we started dating again. I began to get hope again.

You then shattered it all, on March 15th. No more prom, even as friends. No more feelings... No more chances, ever. You just completely destroyed me.

I tried getting over it... I tried forgiving you... I tried avoiding you... Nothing seems to work.

At this point, I'm still stuck wondering what happened, because you NEVER RESPECTED ME ENOUGH TO TELL ME.

So much for my god damned happy ending... I thought I finally had my break, but I guess you just had to TEAR it away, didn't you?

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It's your lies that hurt me. If you had just been honest... If you had just cared, we'd still be friends... I'd have forgiven you... But lying is an unforgivable thing when it's done to the degree that you have done it. I gave you time, I was going to wait for you as long as you needed me to, but you just shoved me aside.

When you mentioned that you had a crush on me, and some other person, I should have known it was him you would have chosen in the end. After all, who needs a "Loofah" that's worthless, expendable, and disposable when you can have a "Luvluv?"

"I should have known I never had a crush on him."
God damn fucking lies. If you didn't have a crush on me, you wouldn't have dated me. You wouldn't have treated me the way you did. You wouldn't have called the picture of us "love."

"I still want to be with you."
Yet again, lies. You lead me on for a fucking MONTH. That... Is just horrible... I wish you would have just finished me off right there.

"I love you."
Believe it or not, you did say that to me once. I thought you meant it, too, because you held my hand on the walk home. I thought you truly meant it. You didn't have a problem with Tim and Hailey calling us lovers, either. I thought it was going to be all right again.

"I didn't break up with you for another person."
FUCKING. LIES. Yet again, you dumped me for an older pervert, who I wish would have just stayed the fuck out of our business.

"...Never had my first kiss."
...God damnit, you kissed ME. And you deny it to MY FACE. That's just low.

"Kei-kun... Always there for me..."
You never gave me the chance to be there for you... You never called me... You always psyched out whenever Aaron called, and you called him constantly for support... But you never called me... And you never talked about anything when I called you... So how am I supposed to be there for you when you don't let me be?

"I'm sorry Brian, and I'll tell you again a million times in school tomorrow."

YOU DIDN'T SPEAK TO ME ONCE ALL DAY.

"A freshman and a junior? That would NEVER work out!"

Yes it would. It did for three days, and with Tim and Hailey, it's been working for a long time. You just never gave me a chance... And that combined with your lies was what killed it.

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I know you said you never had feelings for me, but seriously... Just admit that at ONE POINT IN TIME, you DID have feelings for me, even if you don't any more... Your lies have caused so much damage, to the point where I can't even think straight while I'm typing this up.

You're the first person that ever truly made me cry tears of emotional pain. You just completely demolished me.

You had to drag on the break up for four pages, but when you FINALLY apoligized to me in real life, you only did it because Hailey told you to, and all you said was, "I'm sorry, can you forgive me?"

I'm sorry, but that just... Doesn't seem right. Saying sorry and asking for forgiveness are two completely different things... You didn't even say it with any feeling... It just seemed like one of those immature kindergarden moments where when someone hits another person, they have to say "I'm sorry" in a lame, unconvincing voice... I seriously wish you would have put more effort into saying sorry than in your stupid break up note... 

You never respect me like you should, and it feels like you take me for granted.

I'm just a worthless, expendable, disposable, "Walk all over me" nerd. You think you can cause all this pain to me, and I'll be able to just say, "Oh that's all right," and move on? Well it's REALLY annoying, because you seem like you seriously don't care about me at all.

I'm going to end this journal here, because I'm about to cry just thinking about everything that happened...

And remember, those who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones. (Referring to when you called me immature in your note... When in reality, I'm very mature compared to you.)

Your bullshit is over. I just don't care any more. You're going out with your little Kei-Kun, acting all fucked up, and I just don't care any more.

You never gave me a chance, you never let me take a shot, you never gave me anything.

Just because I'm a freshman.

If I was a perverted 18 year old that went to a different school, you'd probably care about me more than you do.

I'm sorry, but it's not like I can control my age. It's not like I can suddenly skip two years of my life.

"A junior and a freshman? That would never work out!"

Fucking lies. It could have worked out, but now it's all your loss.

Whatever your Kei-Kun would have done, I would have done ten times more, ten times better.

If he helped you whenever you were crying, I would have been there way more than he would have.

So whatever, hope you have fun with your new pervert.

Good day to you, and don't give me any more shit.

K, so here we go. Another response.
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*sigh*


I have a talent for making things worse...



After talking to my friend Brian for a while, and saying something that was uncalled for and that I really shouldn't have... which makes me feel like a bigger jerk than I've already been to him (as said by FalseJoy; who I WILL verbally abuse any time I get the chance just to prove her/his point)... Well... I decided that I would write another DevART journal so that I could sort out my thoughts, and maybe explain a few things to some people.
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DevART journals make things worse. I CAN FUCKING READ EVERYTHING YOU ARE SAYING. >_>
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"I Love You"...
Term of endearment, yes? Right, to most normal people it is a term of affection between loved ones. For people who, deep down, truly honestly mean it.
Well, honestly, I can never say it with the passion of true love and mean it. I haven't been able to since my grandpa died and my brother got hooked on drugs (brother is off of drugs and doing fine now though, he's even getting straight As in college! Way better than what I'm doing currently in high school by the way). I could hardly tell my grandpa- ON HIS DEATH BED I MIGHT ADD- that I loved him with all of my heart, my throat was too constricted with emotion and the fighting back of tears to say it loud enough for him to hear. I could never stand to see him in that hospital bed. The strong person that I knew and loved, truly and deeply, with ALL of my heart, and he was only MARRIED to my grandma (who I actually strongly dislike and lives with me). I can honestly say that losing him was when I first lost the ability to acutally and truthfully MEAN the intended definition for 'I Love You.'
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And I swear, I meant it when I told you... You never seem to realize that. Plus, you never told me until AFTER we broke up... And you never gave me a second chance... How was I supposed to be able to do anything about it?
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Now, it's second meaning however I use quite frequently. You know, when you're surrounded by good friends and one of them does something really dumb and everyone laughs? I've been there so many times, and everytime I whitness something like that the first thing I say, in the most unserious and silly of voices is 'I Love You.'
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There are OTHER things you can say... Like, "It's okay, we all have our whacky moments" or something like that.. >_>
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This one is very frequent, and has made Brian very distressed. For that I am deeply sorry. Even in my jerkiness I at least had the guts to try and mend things. Then about a week later he started avoiding me, I don't mind anymore, he needed some time, I'm willing to give him as much as he needs, but what I said earlier was still very uncalled for. I'm very sorry for that Brian, and for this journal that you will no doubt read at some point or another.
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You tried mending things? Really now? It seemed like you were trying to make it worse. I was willing to give YOU as much time as you needed... But you just turned right around and shot me. I guess time can't heal all wounds.
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Anyway, not only do I say that with the intention of being silly, but I say it with sarcasm after my friends Kat or Mia have said something that COULD be interpreted as rude. Though between us three nothing could ever be truly rude because we never mean most of our jests.
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They're GIRLS. I don't give a shit if you say "I love you" in a friendly way to them... It's when you say it to other GUYS that pisses me off.
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So yes, FalseJoy, I'm a jerk. I admit it. But you know what else? I'm a damn good friend too. If I weren't Brian and I wouldn't be talking at all. Not even over MSN.
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I STILL TALK TO ANDREW ON MSN, FOR PETE'S SAKE. >_>
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Ah, anyway, on to my sarcasm and mood swings...


"Moodswings"...
I'm a very rollercoaster person when it comes to my emotions. Normally I start out really high up at the beginning of the day, then somewhere as school or the weekend drags on I start to get either depressed, angsty (yes there IS a difference), or grumpy. These past couple of days I've gotten grumpy. I mean, I just got back from DC AND a camping trip and I've needed some time alone. I know and understand that my grumpiness to SOME people (not including FalseJoy, mostly talking about Brian and Eric) was unwarented and uneeded. But of course I don't usually think before I act. Hense why Brian and I are in the most confusing of messes in the first place...
So I'm very UP and DOWN when it comes to how I act and how I will react.
This is a natural thing that has developed over time, and NO I CANNOT over come this personality flaw.
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Yeah, in case you didn't  notice, I'm like that too.
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"Sarcasm"...
Sometimes I say things sarcastically, and I don't really mean them. Take all my hostility in "As Said By FaseJoy." Anything that labeled me as a jerk was mostly sarcasm. You can't tell sarcasm very well through a computer. Generally I use CAPS or ITALLICS or the classic *sarcastic* command to define when I am being sarcastic.
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Hence why you don't USE sarcasm on the internet, unless it's ABSOLUTELY obvious that it is. To tell you the truth, I thought you were serious in that journal.
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"Personality and Who I Am"...
... tHe MaSk ...
If you were to walk up to me right now, even if you are FalseJoy, chances are I would smile and be quite civil with you. I might laugh and show a bit of rudeness if I don't like you, I might get a little defensive, and more likely than not I will be sarcastic at some point or another. Point is, this is mostly a mask that hides my true feelings.
Right now if I were to talk to Brian in person, I would smile and try my best to be careful with certain topics and not go in depth. I might keep conversations and actions and reactions to pleasantries and do my best to not give any leads on how I really feel. Which would be awkward and unsure. Really, after I hurt someone, even intentionally or unintentionally, I worry about what they are feeling, even though I know that they'll hide it too. But I mask that worry by asking things like, "Are you okay?" or "How have you been?"
I make myself look like I'm way over confident.
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Welcome to my world. I don't insult Andrew or Kristiana or any of those people if they randomly walk up to me and say hi. I'll just say hi back, and move along. What REALLY kills me right here, is "after I hurt someone, even intentionally or unintentionally..." You knew you were going to hurt me, and you didn't give a shit. You just completely demolished me, and I swear, it almost feels like you're laughing at me now.
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... BeHiNd ThE mAsK ...
But the truth is... I'm probably one of the hundreds of thousands of millions of billions of people who has low self esteem. Not just that, but I don't honestly feel as strong as I act. On the inside I am constantly worrying. If I am left alone for TOO long I can get very edgy, and at that point I will seek companionship of some sort, even if it's one of my pets that will simply tolerate me talking to them and trying my best to vent.
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Keep it to your damn pets.
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When left alone for long periods of time I can become one of two things, I can a) become severly depressed and continue to avoid people, or b) I'll run into one of my friends, force a smile and act insanely happy and giddy. The latter is mostly what happens and I get very strange when this occurs. Only a select few people have seen me like this, I generally hide when I'm left alone for too long until I feel like I am stable.
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I don't care, I would have accepted you anyway.
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Another thing, since my moods are unpredictable I am very unstable. Back in middle school I hardly ever cried, nowadays I'm finding it more and more common to sit in my room, sulking about everything that I've done and crying myself to sleep. Other times my moods manifest themselves onto paper and later make it into my DevART gallery.
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Hence why I'm never looking at things you submit any more.
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Let me make it clear that I don't like to cry infront of people. If I cry in front of people they'll ask me what's wrong and try to help when that's NEVER what I want. I hate looking so weak infront of people. When I found out that Azu-kun didn't like me, I was crushed. I got to school and did my best to be strong. But as soon as I saw Kat... I just couldn't hold my emotions in anymore. I cried and cried and just couldn't seem to stop. At least until George started being his same silly self. Let me be the first to say that he's lousy at making people feel better, but great at making them laugh.
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Azu, Azu, Azu... Yeah, whatever. You and your little Azu and Kei. THIS is what REALLY drives me up the wall. You say you can't love anyone... You start going ON and ON about how love is just stupid... Then you start going off about how you love your fucking Kei-kun. Fine, whatever, but you said that you didn't dump me for another person. FUCKING. LIES.
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So, as I wrap this up I am going to finish with a few things.
The first being that I absolutely will NOT talk to anyone about my problems at all cost. I WILL however, help people with their own troubles. I'm better at that then solving my own problems. I tend to over think things and over analyze.
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Hence why you NEED friends. They help put everything into perspective... They'll save you. But you've already lost one to your stupid lies, and I hope you're happy because he was willing to sacrafice EVERYTHING for you untill you shoved him aside.
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Second, Brian, I really am sorry. What I had said way very uncalled for, and I just wasn't thinking as usual. I didn't mean to go so far out of line to say that. I just... I was being a jerk that wasn't thinking about things before she said them. I'm sorry. I'll say this a thousand more times when I see you tomorrow at school too, until I am sure that you forgive me for everything that I have EVER done to hurt you.
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You didn't say a damn thing to me at school today, except for maybe that "Hi" this morning. I went away after I was done guarding the cake. Just to get away from you. Y'know, to go to the frosh hall, which, according to you, is where I belong. You never said sorry to me in person. Just over MSN, and in those fucking NOTES, and your worthless DevART journal. There's no way I'll ever forgive you for everything you've done to me. It's just impossible. I could say I did, but it would just be a lie, and if I lied, I'd be worthless.
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And with that, I end this journal.

Long live life and death and the trials that life brings us, and the changes that death welcomes.

SUKI DA YO EVERYONE! 
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Finally, the journal of many more lies is done.

Stupid comment, the trials that life brings us are just... Stupid. And with death, the only thing that changes, is that you're done. You're useless. You can't do anything more.

And I'm assuming "SUKI DA YO EVERYONE!" means "I love everyone, except for Brian because he's a worthless frosh."







Whew. Glad I can rant and know most people won't read this unless I show it to them. I am just REALLY pissed right now, because I can't do anything about everything that's going on... I found out today that I can't really call myself loveless either, but it pisses me off that she thinks she can.

I never say "I love you" unless I mean it. You're the first person I've ever said it to. I'm not even going to use that stupid sarcastic or friendly shit you're always using. (And never to me, might I add...) 

Hell, as much as I hate to admit this... You've managed to be first in a lot of things...

You were my first hug (outside of my family, of course)...
You were my first actual date... 
You were my first kiss...
You were the first actual person to make me cry... (It was all out of just plain whimpy accident pains before, that all happened in elementary school)
You were the first person I could say I absolutely loved...

Gah. I have absolutely no clue why I still have these incredibly strong feelings for you... You're not even a good friend to me... I mean sure, we're still "best friends," but you treat me like absolute shit... Everyone else always seems to be holding your attention more than me... You exclude me from everything...  You never help me at all... Hell... You've even stopped hugging me completely...

In fact... Even on the walk home today... I stopped, and shouted into the sky: "I WISH YOU WOULD JUST DIE AND LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!"

...And of course, I looked back down at the sidewalk, took in a deep breath, and murmured, "God damnit... But then I would miss you..."

So I wish you'd just say it. "I dumped you for Kei-kun"

You think I'm oblivious? Seriously. I just had some blind faith was all... And I'm regretting it now...

So much more I'd love to say, but I can't really put my thoughts together, I've got some furniture to move, and... I'm about to cry again... =_=

So I hope you're happy with the damage you've done.

mood: Empty

Wow. I caused more damage than I thought... And sadly enough, it's awkwardly comforting.

Seriously.

So, LovelessRitsuka342 has a nice little journal entry for us. Here's my response to it, that I won't post because I don't want to be the immature jerk that fights fire with fire. :D

Journal:

Hey everyone- GUESS WHAT I AM?!

RIGHT!

I'm a JERK!

A BIG FAT MOFO JERK!

Know what else?

I'M PROUD OF BEING A BIG FAT MOFO JERK!

Me:

Okay, yeah, really. You called ME immature? Nice job.

Journal:

Yeah, so... that Frosh that liked me... phft... who need's him? There's a senior that likes me too... I think these two need to get together and discuss WHY they like me. I obviously don't get it. I'm not a good person, I'm quite callous and mean. I'm also not attractive, though I do have a photo that makes me look extremely sexy when I'm sitting on the hand of the Awakening in DC, I'll upload it later tonight.
Maybe the Frosh and Senior should date. They seem to have so much in common...
1) sweet
2) cute
3) good guys
4) THEY LIKE ME!!! THE UBER BITCH FROM HELL!
Look at that, they're perfect for each other.

Me:

Apparently you needed me, because without me you've lost it. :D

The senior and I have different reasons for liking you, most likely. Plus, the senior gets owned by me big time. ;D

Anywho, you ARE a good person, you're just not accepting yourself really... You're just basically killing yourself by trying to leech attention off of other people.

And what is attractiveness, but a personal preference? Seriously. You ARE attractive, at least to me. And plus, you kinda put yourself in an oxymoron, because if you look sexy, you have to be at least somewhat attractive. :D

And as far as the gay joke goes... Wow. Uncalled for. You're going to be the president of GSA next year, so you should at least show SOME maturity.

Journal:

Any guy that likes me need to have a reality check... or have their brains examined - you decide.

Me:

Guys can't really control their feelings completely. In no way am I insane for ever having loved you.

Journal:

Here are some things to know:
1) I'm a JERK, an UBER BITCH.
2) Not pretty.
3) Not smart.
--- but I guess I'm not dumb either.
4) I'm riding my high horse and I ain't getting off. It's mine and I like it (I'm stubborn and selfish).
5) I've turned from sugary sweet to sour puss in the course of one year.
6) The sun don't shine here and you ain't getting any.

Me:

1) You weren't always like this. You just made yourself become this way.
2) HELL YES YOU ARE. STOP SAYING YOU AREN'T!
3) You're average. That's good. Being smart is no fun, trust me.
4) Stubborn and selfish? That's the human race right there.
5) Let me guess, all my fault?
6) I wasn't expecting any. Lust was not a driving factor. Don't know how I can prove it to you, but... Seriously. I LOVED you. I wasn't after sex. >_>


Journal:

Yep, there ya'll go. Me, Maegan, UBER BITCH FROM HELL WHO IS A COMPLETE JERK.



HELLS YA! I'M FUCKING PROUD OF IT TOO!

Me:

Yet again, you called ME immature? >_>

Journal:

Oh, yeah.
I just got back from DC…
And from camping…
I’ve gotten zero sleep and I’m ready to bitch some more if the need arises.




There Frosh, some honest to GOD truth about me, you seem to want it so bad, and for you to Mr. Senior.


Me:

If that's all the truth you can tell, you're never going to get anywhere in life.

It's true. :P