OMFG, you will never guess what happened. My friend, Shawnia, who is a high classed high style friend of mine just told me that she started going out with one of my enemies, Desmond that is a black ghetto drug using gang banger who I hate with a passion. So, I started to talk to her about it, and she just says "It's my choice" I mean, OMG, why. He's a total freak. Why why why!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!? So, I'm not going to talk to her much anymore. If she wants that kind of life, fine.
Okay, a lot has happened. I found out the girl I used to be in love with, Brandie, is about to get married to the jerk I can't satnd, James K. And Guess what, I'm invited to the friggin wedding. Ughhhhhhhhhh. Brandie and I have know each other for about two years, and she's known him about a year. Yet she isn't "allowed" to talk to me for extended periods of time, nor is she allowed to go to lunch with me like we used to. It's like, man, wow, he's in control, eh? He's 26 and she's 19. Ew. So, the wedding is tommorow, Saturday the 25th, at 1 pm. So, then I found out a couple of days ago, a friend of mine died. His name was Scott. I put the ad that was in the newspaper in the blog. I was good friends with him in middle school, but we kinda lost touch in high school. It totally sucks. I cried and laughed, and cried. His funeral is at 5pm tomorrow, saturday 25. The same day I found out about scott, I locked my keys in my car ...