since this is my blogger. I don't give a shit about who reads THIS. My xanga is public, this is more of a private to me. Why is it that other people's shit between them has to affect ME?! What DID I do in my life to deserve this crap placed on MY shoulders. I don't even know the 2 people who hates me personally. Well I know one person as the girlfriend of one of my friends and the other, I NEVER even HEARD of. much less interacted with in any type of conversation. The moron doesn't even know how to SPELL my name...why would somebody who thinks he knows [yes, a guy hates me..omigod..I wonder who that is..*mock ponder*] enough about me to hate me but doesn't seem to know how to spell my name. Idiot. So, this morning I was in a good enough mood to APOLOGIZE to the people. [I refrained from saying shitheads] I mean, WHY AM I APOLOGIZING ANYWAYS? So after the party, when I came home, I was thinking to myself "why would I submit myself to them?" So I wrote back some new comments to the two of them explaining myselfs pretty clearly. I don't talk smack about them in MY xanga and they don't talk shit about me in theirs.

person #1 --- she shouldn't be telling me that she hates me..even if it's a little. I mean, I never even talked to her personally. Now she's telling me that my friend dislikes me or isn't a 'real' friend. Well miss., who are you to talk? You're NOT my friend so you WOULDN'T know what MY friends are like. You don't hang out with them so um SHUT UP? I'm not the one being so fucking paranoid of a guy that loves you. I knew him since the summer of eighth grade and he would never do anything that you don't like. SO SHUT YOUR FACE ABOUT WHO MY REAL FRIENDS ARE. Sheesh. I for one never blamed you for causing SHIT to go between you and my friend. I saw your side of the story and I understand why you would be pissed off at her. But now I see that you're just crazy. Congratulations. I still don't hate you. I still don't have any opinion on you. I'm THAT nice. I don't care about . You. And. Your. Stupid. Problems. With. Her. Or. Me. I . Don't. Know. You. And. You . Don't. Know . Me. So . Um. FUCK OFF.

person #2 --- you. I don't even KNOW WHO YOU ARE. Much less WHERE I met you, from WHOM I met you from, if I EVEN SEEN YOU. Well...From all I know, You're just a 16 year old Asian boy of 6/28/89 birth, preferably pridefull of his heritage, is an idiot, since you do use 'haha' <- and i quote that, as the end of your screenname. You most likely go to george washington high school, most definately not in my classes, going to be a junior who thinks he's all that. Must I go on? I mean, I am hitting on all the spots. You probably think that e-- i mean SHE is correct because you don't know shit. OR maybe you just are PERSON number one or a close relative, probably of a sibling descent who just happens to take on an alias to cover up for her shortcomings. Yes. shortcomings. and i dont mean in stature or in brainpower. Or therefore, lack of since you think that 'being friends with her makes you a bitch =)" or as i interpret the "=)" as "equal sign, close perentaces" moron. I conside YOU a 1) sham, 2) human kind interpretation of the hellish demons you are going to encounter and 3) a weak ass, dumbshit driving [mind driving that is..], crookedly abnormal wimp of a facade. yeah, you are a wimp. you're so scared of having me bitch at you in person that you don't even put your real name up. Atleast e-- i mean, SHE has the guts to tell people who she really is. *GASP* the horrors of me seeing who you are. WOW. You're so lucky, you get a whole fucking paragraph in my blogger. Wonderful isn't it? I wish i had more time so i can give you a whole fucking page. It's lovely isn't it? My sarcasm must make you just want to punch me in the face. but don't worry about THAT. you got your little sidekick to do the bitching for you. Huh. You must have missed out on the passing of the brains in the smarts department robot shit. Welcome to the real world.

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