A journal of my dreams.
"Jive": So Melissa is going out with Jason eh?
Me: Yeah. Did she tell you?
"J": Yeah. I was like sure okay.
Me: I bet he's forgotten all about it.
"J": You mean about going out with her.
"J": He is such a jackass!
Me: Agreed.
"J": If I didn't think he was such a pussy I might go after him for fun.
"J": A toy. Not a good one though.
Me: For fun? Why? How would that ever be fun?
"J": Good point.
Me: If anything it'd make me puke.
Me: Stupid Jason.
Me: Looks like a brick hit his face.
"J": I can think of a few other people who look and act just as unfortunate.
Me: I can't. He flat out sucks.
"J": Joey kinda looks like a drag queen each time that I see him and sometimes when I feel the need to be nice to him he acts like an asshole so I turn him the other cheek.
Me: Joey?!
"J": Yeah
"J": I haven't seen Adam so I can't really critisize him.
Me: Well... please don't criticize my friends to me. I don't think Joey looks like a drag queen. I think he's rather improved in the looks department.
She never replied, then she logged off.
Was I wrong to say what I did? Does she have any right to be mad at me for asking her to please keep her mouth shut about my friends to my face? Do I owe her an apology, or what? Or is she just being selfish like always.
She and Jason aren't friends; in fact, if you'll notice, she insulted him first, so I didn't commit the crime first.
AUUUUGH.
Moving on. I'm starving. I ate an orange. Oranges kick ass. The end.
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