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Friends? I think not.

Posted by anonymous at May 20, 2010
Tags: Friendship  2010 May

It was just a normal school day, and I told my friends about a really disgusting nightmare I had (I wont say). The friend who was in it got all pissed and wouldnt talk to me all day. My other friend, Lydia, being the shit hole she is, goes to her side. At lunch I go to sit next to Lydia, and she moves from that spot to the next seat. I sit somewhere else, and all that time I'm sitting there, listening to her conversation with Alex and Kayla. I try to say something, they all look at me, and look away. I know this is something on my part, but I called them motherf*cking b!tches after that. We go to science class about 45 minutes afterwards, and we can either play math games, or read. I chose to read, because my only 2 friends left were with the b!tches. I cry, school's over soon enough, I get home, and cry my eyes out again. I didn't go to school the next day because I didn't want to face them, even though it was field day.


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By at 21,May,10 20:00

*science, not math games

By anonymous at 16,Feb,11 18:20

So sad, so very sad. These teenage tribulations, though they may seem as puny and meaningless as the economic activity of ants, are in fact the bedrock of our adult neuroses, our stymied cries to naughty heaven, our buttocks clasped on the moving window of God's schoolbus.

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Even though it was a field day?

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