There is a farce in this group of friends going on. It makes me sick that they're even still trying to make me believe it. I'm much smarter than that depsite my loose grip on seriousness. Sure I may dance and act like a clown but beneath this mask I'm quite the intellectual. Yeah you thought I was gonna post that lyric from "I'm a Loser" from the Beatles White Album. Well no. I won't. Because all in all I win from this situation. The truth has set me free.
Who are really my friends? Those who have willingly told be about this facade. That is a slim and disappointing number but that's just fine with me. Who are they? I'm much too loyal to these friends than to blab about that. Your beef is with me anyways.
So seriously, get over your little drama and cry for attention. If you want that, there's a lot better ways of doing so. A puppy perhaps? Puppies love attention and love you no matter what you do. Me? I'm a fickle young man and while I begin trusting people, only your own stupidity and immaturity causes me to change my feelings about that.
Oh and I'm also sure the rest of you are all pissed over the fact I didn't say "me sowwie yer teacher is sicky." Did any of you give a **** when my grandfather was in the hospital? Heck no. If he was so close to you how come this is the first time I've heard any mention of him?!? Drama. I don't need made up stuff I get enough myself and don't throw everyone else into it. As I quote what you say about your friends when you're angry for them acting young, "that is so high school" and it is.
Your personal lives are none of my concern however I will talk about it once to expose you for what you are. Since a certain somebody never bothered to tell me during an exactly 5 week period of this dating thing. What is it now? Am I only good enough to read your blog and when we talk online or elsewhere its just friendly smalltalk you'd give to a complete and random stranger? I really doubted it was real in the first place. My emotions were stepped on and thrown into chaos. I could quote more inconsistencies but that'd only make your next b-s spree all the more better. So get over yourselves people. You're not that clever. Jokes start with "knock-knock" or "what do you get if you cross a..." I though of really great ways to get back at you. But then you'd be the winner. Who needs friends like that? Not me.
Ciao Corpsters and Wanna-be Drama Queens
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