Oh my how long it's been since I've had a meaningful xanga update. Really, the only reason I'm writing in here is because I came across something today that I felt I needed to write about. So ever since middle school, I've kept every single note anyone's ever written to me. And now I realize how completely blind and stupid I once was. How evil people were and I now am questioning my relationships with a certain few people. I found love notes, hate notes, and friendly notes with the occasional picture or online conversation with someone. Some of who either I would never talk to again or they would never talk to me again. I found notes from when Cassie Fourlas and I were like best friends and then Kelsey Miller and Molly Kordes. I found the Ransom/Hate note from Liz about how evil me and my little group was. I found notes from Shauna Yates about how we were meant to be friends and we were there for eachother and we loved eachother. I also found love notes from Dan Fatkin, Dylan Smith, and Jonathon Koch. Oh, and a printed online conversation between Lee Rank and I about how much he liked me. Looking back now I feel like a complete idiot. My relationships with those people were never what I thought they were. They were based on lies and ONLY lies. Cassie, Kelsey, Molly, and Shauna would never give me 2 seconds of their time. Dylan and Pepsi probably don't even remember any of it and as for Lee...He would not ever want to associate with me. But I remember how no one liked him because he sucked so bad at football that he was demoted to waterboy but I gave him the time of day...But does any of that matter now? Hell no. I was blind then but really, the truest friends I have are the ones that completely betrayed me. The ones I did everything for, the ones I gave every part of me just to be thrown back in my face because I was only a "convenient" friend...They realized how great of a person I was. They realized how much I meant to them. And as for the ones I had a falling out with (i.e. Dom Fluss/Liz Stone/Shannon McCoy) They can at least say hi to me and smile when I smile at them. So as for you who could care less about me. Here's a big FUCK YOU. Because you don't matter anymore. And here's an I love you to the friends I so cherish now because you have not judged me yet and you continue to be great friends to me. I love Jerry Guido. The fucker that hurt me more than everything that ever happened in middle school combined. |