Monday, 21 June 2010

Good and Bad, but mostly Bad.

Everything is going really well with Lewis and Aled, I haven't fallen out with either of them, and everythings cool between us, although several people have told me that they think that I am 'secretly dating' Lewis. I am not. I couldn't date him, despite how I am starting to feel about him. Lucy still likes him, and if I'm honest, I think Rhiannon does still, even though she told him that she only wanted to be friends and shot him down. But otherwise, Lewis is my boy best friend.
Talking of best friends, I have lost one of them recently, and I'm so glad that I've walked away from her and her ridiculous hairstyle (well, it was ridiculous today (21/06) curls that made her hair look matted and disgusting that had been wrneched into bunches, which she changed to a side ponytail with most of her hair still hanging out). She hadd her last chance when we fell out for the billionth time the other day. She gets really close to people until she falls out with them and they are pushed to the bottom of the pile again. Anyway, we were standong outside of Maths, and I literally placed my arm gently on her bag, and left it there. She grabbed my arm (she'd recently been growing her nails), and told me to let go. I didn't, messing around, as you do, but she repeated to get off, and scratched me with her nails (last time she dug her nails into me, she actually cut me). I was like, why the hell did you scratch me? And she was being the spoilt bitch that she is and insisting that I was wrong, and she was right, which seems to be the case every single time that we argue. So I told her that she could shove it, because I cannot be bothered with her and her silly little games anymore.
I later found out that she had lied, and told people that I actually INJURED her, and that she 'accidentaly' scratched me, and apparently, I called her a 'F*cking Bitch' which I do not remember doing.
Well, now I don't even look at her, and if I do, it's because I'm giving her evils. Instead of her and 'her' group (a lot of them are sheep (although I love them, I have to say this) and will follow her to then end of the earth, and only do things if she's doing them. I really don't understand why they follow her constantly, she isn't that special, and she really has a very nasty streak.) I hang around with Rhiannon and Miriam, and the 'Welshies'. I still talk to everyone in 'her' group, but I refuse to be anywhere near her.
I was meant to be going to a barbeque at her house this Saturday, but I have made arrangements with another friend to go to the beach instead. I will literally do anything to get out of it, I think my parents might still be going, but that's fair enough. Also, one of the girls who is closer to 'her' isn't going, because it's her birthday which really shocked me (that she wasn't going). She also told me that she would've wanted me to go, but I was like, I would NEVER go to her house now, not after what she's done.
The worst part of it is is probably the fact that I know that she doesn't give a damn what she does to other people and how much it hurts them, as long as she's happy. I hope she rots in hell. Spoilt bitch.

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