Blood on the Blade

I just want to say that my lips are sealed. You girls ain't gettin' nothin' outa me. But anyway...I, too, read ALL your blogs. But don't worry, since not much of them are very interesting. Not to be mean, but seriously girls, from an outside prospective...it's pretty monotanous. Even you girls must get bored of reading "I have an AP test today, gosh I'm bored, I'm listening to a great song right now... Anyway, Blythe, a word of advice to you, " Actually locate your brain, and fuckin' use it! Don't give advice to the other girls about guys, when you have no clue about them. Guys can be dicks, but girls can be bitches. So lets cancel the two out and leave your friends to make their own decisions without you messing it up for them. I used to think that since you held "power" over us (the girls me and mike) I wouldn't want ot get too pissed off about your insensitivity. But guess what, i Don't care anymore! I've tried for too long to just deal with you and brush you off, saying" oh she's just being Blythe". Well, fuck that. Why should I waste my time worrying if you'll make up lies about me, or tell the other girls something I said on the DL, or even if I'm invited to the next Casti dance. Instead I'm going to concentrate on being as anti-Blythe as I can be. But hey, you brought it on yourself. Need I remind you about some things on your blog which were confidential? Or about the constant "Cut your hair and your sideburns?" Or the bitchy trip to the airport!?! Basically, Blythe, you can do whatever you want to do, just don't bring any of your shit near me, 'cause I've put up with it for too long. I hope you girls realize that sshe is holding you back. The last line of "American Beauty" sums up my thoughts perfectly:" you have no idea what I'm talking about, do you? But don't worry, you will someday.."I needed to vent that out for the longest time. Whew, that felt good. By the way, Meaghan, Claudia, Carey, Caddie, and Emily, I have no problems with you girls. In fact, I like hanging out with you just like the old times. And I'm know I'm not just the only one who thinks Blythe needs to shape up and mature, or else she's gonna get passed up. I'll keep going to Breakaway, but depending upon your guy's thoughts, youprobably won't be spending a whole lot of time with me anymore. a part of me wishes that things could be cool, but through the constant variables affecting the changes over the last year (namely, BLYTHE, you girls being younger and less experienced in every aspect of teenager-dom than me and Mike, and the fact that school seems to be the focus of your entire life now) I think that Juniors at Breakaway will be my hang-out spot from now on. Oh yeah, Nathan will do whatever he wants, and if he starts to become your bitch (driving you girls around constantly, ) than I'll teach him to grow some balls and not be so accustomed to agreeing with you all. Part of friendship is disagreeing with somebody and working out arguments. He needs to learn that he doesn't need to do everything for a girl just so he thinks they'll like him. NATE!!!! Grow some balls and have some self-respect. The next time someone asks for a ride, just say no. Not to be mean, but to have people get used to the idea that you're not always going to roll-over for them. I know I've been babbling for a while, but most of what I've said has been enlightening for me, at least. This might be my last blog, maybe, maybe not. But I have a feeling that either way, you're not going to return here for whatever personal reasons may come up. One last word to think about, if you come away thinking I'm a DICK, well then you are a bitch. There, we're even...

P.S. Was that grammatically correct, Carey?

P.S.S. Sorry, I just couldn't resist that cheap shot.