Yeh, yeh, okeh. I've had this since I was eleven, and it is pointless. Whatever.
So aforesaid boy from like, February? Was Dave. Bombthreat boy from the HS.
Yes, I cheated on Chris with him. Yes, I used Chris as a rebound. No, I did not like Dave anymore than Chris, but Dave was a helluva better kisser.
Whatever. Techincally, I was dating Dave first. Since.. February 5th? I started going out with Chris on February 18th.
Me and Lizz did get into a fight. And we're friends again now. Honestly, what's a little fight over a boy to bring two people closer?
I did get piss drunk on Saint Patty's day, hooked up with Dave while Chris was on the other side of the mall, went back to Chittick with Chris and hooked up with him there. Then, I went back to the mall, threw up a bit in B&N while Britt held my hair back, went home and puked some more. Suprisingly, I lied my way out of things. I'm not grounded.
Drinking 19 ounces of vodka in less than an hour is wrong and very bad for you, as it results in alcohol poisoning. I'm a bad person, shoot me. It was fucking worth puking my guts up just to be that drunk.
But don't ever do it yourself, because you will probably get grounded. I deserved to get grounded, but I didn't. Haha, sucks for everyone who did.
I did go around school telling everyone that I was cheating on Chris and was going to break up with him. And then I lied my way out of that, even if he didn't really believe me or whatever.
I dumped Dave on the 30th. That was about 2 months. I dumped Chris the next night, on the 31st. That was about 1 and a half months.
I felt a little guilty about Chris. But then me and Alex set him up with Rachel. So now I don't really care.
Chris has called me a promiscuous slut (even if he didn't spell promiscuous right on AIM), and said that he was "ashamed" I was his first real girlfriend. I probably am a "promiscuous slut". However, he's just really dumb. He knew I was cheating on him, but he didn't dump me?
Probably the most insane shit I've ever heard, except for this: On Saint Patrick's Day, Bryan wanted to take the rest of the vodka back to Lizz's house. Chris wanted one of my Marlboros, but I didn't want to give him one. So, in the lowest point of Chris's pathetic life (which consisted mainly of getting drunk and being an anorexic prude, up until he met me, at which point he lost his prude-ness) he made the worst deal in the history of teenagers.
He traded that FIVE FUCKING OUNCES OF VODKA (that's not a bad amount at all) for one fucking stogie.
What an idiot.
The really bad thing is, Bryan had Marlboro one hundreds or something. The crap kind.
Hey, if Chris ever sees this (which he most likely never will), never talk to me in German again. You probably wouldn't be dating Rachel right now if it wasn't for me (with Alex's help), keh?
So, in conclusion, I've done pretty bad things these past months. I've lied, cheated, stolen, gotten drunk off my ass, gotten crazy stoned, got in a car with a complete stranger, alienated the good people, became closer with the bad people, smoked some friends away, and become an all around bad person.
Maybe I'm bragging. Cause I'm proud of it. Whatever. I'm outtie.
PS- I haven't even started. |