I am going to hell in a hand basket

Well hello non readers,

In today's adventure I have some updates: Homeboy is a liar liar pants on fire, and I am ok with that. So back in March, he had some women in his hotel room, the same night, I am texting him for booty call and he tried to blow me off... Simply because he was trying to close the deal with a different red head.

I called him out, he avoided me for 3 months, but oh people talk and I know all... So needless to say, I am not moving anywhere. This train has stopped in CA... what a douche bag. Any way, I might have sex with him, I may not... I really don't care. But seriously dude, you thought no one would know??? Whateva!!!

Then the hellatious part... My friend has a monster crush on probably the biggest dork known to man. And now, so do I

This man is 6'5" omg of pure dork, jew awesomeness and I can't stop thinking about him. The worst part is, my friend wants him badly... He's into her, but she can't close the deal... I'm into him, and I usually get sex... but I like this big Jew dork... I have no idea what to do... I messaged him, and now the ball is in his court. The worst part is, I'd hook up with him on the side no problem!!

See why I am hellatious!

That's all from here. Silverplatters out!!!

oh dude, once this all blows over, I could write a tell all. But I won't

whatever's clever

Hey non readers, in today's exciting blog I look at my high school existence. Something really weird went down today/yesterday and I got to the bottom of it.

A former classmate/friend posted a picture of himself from senior year on facebook. People responded in a variety of ways. I simply said Thanks for the memories. A simple thought, I thought I'd contribute. Well, low and behold, someone else decides to write a comment. He blasts my simple statement saying that I have become jaded by domestication. I just laugh because I'm anything but domesticated. But it really struck a nerve, he only blasted my comment, and in a way where I knew he was aiming for me.

I was stunned into silence, a common way that I react when I feel attacked. I was put right back in Freshmen year, where this same individual blasted me for no reason continuously. I asked in every class not to be put by him, because the harassment was too much for my 14 year old mind. Finally, an English teacher forced him next to me, where he continued to berate me, but got to know me. Turned out, we had a lot in common and his hatred was due to that fact.

I thought we had turned a corner, then 19 years later, he berates me again. My entire being drives him batty!! I can't be who I am without making him crazy.

After seeing this, I had a new found freedom, I am here to make him crazy. His attacks are ways to acknowledge my existence on the planet. I should be grateful he knows who I am and that I make such a huge impression on him.

If he were to read this post, he's comment on how the structure and syntax make no sense and that I'm a nut case, spewing lies...

Gotta love that High school is only 4 years!!!

Peace! This is Silverplatters signing off