(Sorry for not posting a blog yesterday, I was sick and there wasn't anything to talk about)
Today is May 2nd 2013. Today is the day one of my best friends stabbed me in the back so hard, I seemed to shrivel up and drift to the floor like I was ash. The girl's name is Briana. I love her to death! She is so much fun to be around. Now, that is an entirely different story. I have a small ball of hate for her, and its growing larger each passing day. Reason being: she is dating my ex-boyfriend and we haven't even been broken up for three weeks!
Might I call bit*h move? I mean, she knows I still like(d) him. Yet she sits there comfortabsle enough to talk about how long she was on the phone with him last night. No. I didn't tell her off if you'd like to know. I politely told her not to talk to me about him. Then the tiny ball 'o' hate for him (lets call him Bob) started growing larger and larger every time I caught sight of him. I guess the fact that they are dating is kind of my fault...I did tell her that is was okay. Bad move?
Since Bob and I broke up, he has sat outside the little lunch group that I sit in everyday. Briana has barely ever sat inside the group. I guess she hasn't had the right connections or people to let her in, even thought she is really close to all of us. My point is, the both of them think they now can mosey on in and sit INSIDE THE GROUP!
Dear Briana and Bob,
Have coloring books taught you nothing? Okay well here is my chance to educate you about what they have enlightened me to. Coloring books have taught me that when you color OUTSIDE THE LINES, there is NO ERASING to color inside. No. That bit of color must stay there along with its shame, as must you two do. Get my point?