p.s.

• The new computer is finally together. Just got done with installing Japanese when I realized all my music is gone. ALLLLLLLLLLLMYMUSICISGONEOHGODPLEASEKILLMENOW. There was 5000 songs in my library. How am I suppose to get that all back. Quick. I need downloading links to every band I care enough to listen to.
• Figured out where Vermiel got her news rwports from. I should start writing up reviews on that. Gonna put it on my to-do list.
• Is no one alive on my community? I opened up the posting acess to everyone and no one besides me has actually posted. Jen, go put up some music! or icons! or videos! keep it alive. I will not let my baby die.
• Its cold here.
• Why do hot guys live in australia? why not hot guys in Princeton? Why not hot guys at Golden Grill or CHINA BUFFET!?  I'd pay 20 dollars for a buffet with hot men. Can I have one for my birthday?.
• Kinda wish Jon was on. He would make me feel better about my single-ness. But then again, he is 22, single and goes to strip clubs. Everyone feels better in his presence.
• No socks hot gym class=blisters on feet.
• I should go to bed. I have to get up early and make myself a super super kawaiiiiiii butterfly princes. Then take some new photos. Ever notice making profile photos always make you depressed? You do the same angle either with a really happy face or emo/sad/depressing upturned parted lip face. Have you ever been hanging out with a good friend and just gone "HEY, lets make some myspace profile pics, you tall son of a bitch." No. Because it always happens at like 2 in the morning after you just ate yourself in and out of a coma. Its not like the good kind of eating either. Its like "bummer, my dog just died. Is that Pork rins {sp}?"

The most ridiculous event happened tonight, guess old ghost come back to haunt you.
Tonight started like most. Ate, went on the computer, went on crunchyroll searching for attractive males, wrote up some of my japanese tutorial for Nihon_fever. Of course I'm logged in on msn, as I usually am. When this guy named Tom signs on. I won't lie, he looks like hot stuff. I told myself I was adding him out of sympathy for his display of sad poetry but in my mind it was because he was hot. *shakes head in agreement* XD
But anyway, he signs on and ask me why I added him. I can't say its because he is hot. How stupid would that be?. I lie.
Turns out a girl I knew had faked me. Again. TWICE. 2 TIMES.
We spent a good amount of time trying to sort it out. I really didn't make sense out of half of what he had said. I don't even remember most of the dialog that went on.

I don't want to get into full detail but what happened was.....
Once upon a time I was on a live at Stickam when I met this girl {i wont name}. She seemed nice. At first. As time unraveled, we had become closer and closer. I thought her intrigue of my personal details was just a little peculiar. Why would she want to know specifically what my classes were? when my school ended? when I got home? what courses I am to take next year?. Eventually, her true colors shone through.
She was what I call a face stealer. Also known as a faker.
How did I know? She had used my pictures and videos that I HAD posted, on myspace. Even gone to the lengths of recording my live so she could manipulate it to appear it was her in real time? who the fuck does that! you don't have a life?

THIS IS THE MOST DISGUSTING THING. EVER.
All this time I thought the things she asked were just for little trinkets of memories to prove or friendship. BUT NO. It was because she wanted to fake me!
At first I was angry. The train ran out of foul after a week or two. She no longer was on her AIM but I still had her livejournal screen name and sent her a letter. I'm a creature of forgiveness, I will admit this. I WANTED TO FORGIVE HER. I joke about being a fat lard in real life but its empty jests. After an hour of trying to figure out the reason she did it, you know what she tells me?
"It was because I didn't get over this guy"
SO YOU WOULD SACRIFICE OUR FRIENDSHIP FOR A FUCKING GUY WHO DIDN'T EVEN WANT YOU? YOU STUPID FAT WHORE. I HATE YOU.
She could have tried to seem ashamed a BIT. I don't ask for much. Just show that you care about us. THIS. BUT NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. It was all "oh please forgive me" and shit. You could tell it was bs. Things she felt needed to be said.  ujhskjngg;s. im so fucking pissed. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
*calms down*
I can't believe I even bothered to cry on her behalf. She isn't worth my tears.

Great!. Now I feel flustered. Its 11 at night. How will I get to sleep? . Stupid cramps. Stupid ex-friend. Stupid life. I didn't even get to update my profile or change the layout, like I had planned.

Jen, I know you'll read this. I...............what do I do?. I'm not even sure what I'm suppose to feel at this moment. If anyone else wants to leave a comment, you guys are welcome to. I would really appreciate some sympathy. Maybe cookies? walnut shrimp? fried dumplings?. Oh food. Can I please have you?
Whatever. I'll go change my prof. now. Might as well. I won't be heading to bed in a while.

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