and it comes out
I knew cedric sometimes read my blog, but I didn't think the others did. Should I apologize for stating how I feel, or just accept things as they are?
Xandrah posted a very passive agressive post on myspace. I was about to remove her as a friend, but that would be doing the same thing. I just deleted the comment. I feel what I feel.
Randy asked me to lunch on friday. I was surprised because I'd just seen him Wednesday. I thought maybe it was because he's feeling a little isolated, or maybe because I commented on how thin,...how sick like thin he was looking.
Nope..., Tobey the soon to be ex, his current stalker, has been reading my blog. That's so pathetic, no wonder he left her ass. Saying that, I know she'll read this and there'll be inevitable friction when she tell's randy. Know what though, I'm his friend and I'm glad he's moving on. She's like a friggin vampire; sucking the life out of him. She kept going on until she got that marriage, got that house...and know she's paying the price for something she engineered. She can just deal with it.
I had my confrontation with cedric today. I guess I had to spell it out for him...or so he says. I think I'll have to do the same with Scott. You know, I just don't have time for the bullshit anymore.
I applied for the supervisor position friday as the projecto coordinator hasn't been posted. It still needs the okay from senior management. I'm not about to pass up on that oppurtunity.
In other news, my mother's pseudo boyfriend put a bid in on a 1.4 million dollar house and it was accepted. She doesn't even love him but she's scheming to to get that money. I feel horrible because I'd like to put myself above that, but as I write this...I hestitate as I think someone will find it and persuade him not to marry her, thus I wouldn't get any money either.
My mother stated I could brind sandrah as my girlfriend to meet him and that ... affected me somehow but I can't put it in words. It's beyond disappointment, beyond disregard.
Steve spent the night again last night. I must say I have fun with him. There's nothing sexual and I'm flattered that he doesn't have all that macho crap preventing us from having a good time. People think there's something going on and that makes me feel even more separated from everyone.
Then I think, am I content being on the outside? I think I am.
Xandrah posted a very passive agressive post on myspace. I was about to remove her as a friend, but that would be doing the same thing. I just deleted the comment. I feel what I feel.
Randy asked me to lunch on friday. I was surprised because I'd just seen him Wednesday. I thought maybe it was because he's feeling a little isolated, or maybe because I commented on how thin,...how sick like thin he was looking.
Nope..., Tobey the soon to be ex, his current stalker, has been reading my blog. That's so pathetic, no wonder he left her ass. Saying that, I know she'll read this and there'll be inevitable friction when she tell's randy. Know what though, I'm his friend and I'm glad he's moving on. She's like a friggin vampire; sucking the life out of him. She kept going on until she got that marriage, got that house...and know she's paying the price for something she engineered. She can just deal with it.
I had my confrontation with cedric today. I guess I had to spell it out for him...or so he says. I think I'll have to do the same with Scott. You know, I just don't have time for the bullshit anymore.
I applied for the supervisor position friday as the projecto coordinator hasn't been posted. It still needs the okay from senior management. I'm not about to pass up on that oppurtunity.
In other news, my mother's pseudo boyfriend put a bid in on a 1.4 million dollar house and it was accepted. She doesn't even love him but she's scheming to to get that money. I feel horrible because I'd like to put myself above that, but as I write this...I hestitate as I think someone will find it and persuade him not to marry her, thus I wouldn't get any money either.
My mother stated I could brind sandrah as my girlfriend to meet him and that ... affected me somehow but I can't put it in words. It's beyond disappointment, beyond disregard.
Steve spent the night again last night. I must say I have fun with him. There's nothing sexual and I'm flattered that he doesn't have all that macho crap preventing us from having a good time. People think there's something going on and that makes me feel even more separated from everyone.
Then I think, am I content being on the outside? I think I am.
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