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Apr. 1st, 2005 12:34 pmYou know, I thought all this crap would be cleared up when she went away for a whole week. A whole week away, and then things would be fine when she got back.
Wrong wrongwrongwrong.
It's as if she thinks she has no freaking capability of being wrong. God forbid someone corrects her. Always has to be right, always has to be first, and it always has to be all freaking about her.
I am so damn tired of this shit. It's stupid and juvenile and I hate it. I hate her. I've decided finally. She has yet to realize that everyone thinks she's a stupid spoiled pig-headed bitch.
I was telling my art teacher the other day that, hey! I lost 10 pounds since the beginning of February. She automatically says, "I lost 10 pounds since the end of February." Like it's some sort of stupid fucking contest! Everything in life to her is just one big contest! And then today she asked the art teacher if she would buy something for a fundraiser for our class just from her, just her, YOU CAN'T BUY FROM ANYONE ELSE BUT HER!! I remarked jokingly that she sounded like a 5-year-old because, well, she did. "You're the one who was complaining that we wouldn't have enough money to go on the Senior Trip! I don't see you asking people! I'm actually taking the initiative to see if people will buy!" Slightly stunned, I said, "It's not like I'm not doing anything. I've been to all the fundraisers and then some, the whole time, even past the time that everyone left." "Well some of us have a life." I can't believe she fucking accused me of barely doing anything. Yes, I'm bragging, but I do more that our freaking class President does.
This isn't a freaking friendship. It's just another way to push someone's face into the dirt (like mine) and say, "You're wrong, I'm right. Always." I don't want to be her friend anymore. I don't want to associate with her or have anything to do with her. Because the bad times outweigh the good. I've tried to be nice, placating, or whatever, but I just keep getting kicked around like I'm a useless punch-bag to throw insults at or something.
Ding ding, Sarah's self-esteem, going down.
I, however, have no idea what to do. I'm stuck. My school is so small it's not like I can suddenly go associate with a group of other friends or something. And if I ignore her completely she'll get all uppety and ask why. If I explain to her, she'll just turn it around to being my fault and no one elses. There's no way I still want to freaking "carpool" with her over to USF if we do that, but we'll probably have the same classes at the same time, so what would be the point of doing otherwise?
I need to vent or else I'm going to do something I'll regret. Not that she'll give a shit if she blows off some steam and ends up hurting someone's feelings in the process.
Oh, good, now I get to go to work and spend another 4 hours with her. I am Jack's Fucking Punch-bag.
Wrong wrongwrongwrong.
It's as if she thinks she has no freaking capability of being wrong. God forbid someone corrects her. Always has to be right, always has to be first, and it always has to be all freaking about her.
I am so damn tired of this shit. It's stupid and juvenile and I hate it. I hate her. I've decided finally. She has yet to realize that everyone thinks she's a stupid spoiled pig-headed bitch.
I was telling my art teacher the other day that, hey! I lost 10 pounds since the beginning of February. She automatically says, "I lost 10 pounds since the end of February." Like it's some sort of stupid fucking contest! Everything in life to her is just one big contest! And then today she asked the art teacher if she would buy something for a fundraiser for our class just from her, just her, YOU CAN'T BUY FROM ANYONE ELSE BUT HER!! I remarked jokingly that she sounded like a 5-year-old because, well, she did. "You're the one who was complaining that we wouldn't have enough money to go on the Senior Trip! I don't see you asking people! I'm actually taking the initiative to see if people will buy!" Slightly stunned, I said, "It's not like I'm not doing anything. I've been to all the fundraisers and then some, the whole time, even past the time that everyone left." "Well some of us have a life." I can't believe she fucking accused me of barely doing anything. Yes, I'm bragging, but I do more that our freaking class President does.
This isn't a freaking friendship. It's just another way to push someone's face into the dirt (like mine) and say, "You're wrong, I'm right. Always." I don't want to be her friend anymore. I don't want to associate with her or have anything to do with her. Because the bad times outweigh the good. I've tried to be nice, placating, or whatever, but I just keep getting kicked around like I'm a useless punch-bag to throw insults at or something.
Ding ding, Sarah's self-esteem, going down.
I, however, have no idea what to do. I'm stuck. My school is so small it's not like I can suddenly go associate with a group of other friends or something. And if I ignore her completely she'll get all uppety and ask why. If I explain to her, she'll just turn it around to being my fault and no one elses. There's no way I still want to freaking "carpool" with her over to USF if we do that, but we'll probably have the same classes at the same time, so what would be the point of doing otherwise?
I need to vent or else I'm going to do something I'll regret. Not that she'll give a shit if she blows off some steam and ends up hurting someone's feelings in the process.
Oh, good, now I get to go to work and spend another 4 hours with her. I am Jack's Fucking Punch-bag.
