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After meeting up with someone from high school that I have not had the chance to visit in forever, a few things came to mind. First off, I would like to rant. I like to do that sometimes, when people or situations piss me off. First off, this is to Emily. Emily I knew you for almost 20 years. I things about you and things that happened to you that even your own mother was never made aware of. I kept your secret and I never told a soul. I never have told anyone, even though I am SO AGAINST what you did, and I find it totally heartless. I have shared my own secrets with you as well, nothing that could ever match the one I still hold about you. You ended our friendship due to the fact that I never call you, or that I break plans with you. Both my husband and I work full times jobs, which you would know nothing about, and we have two children, one of which is autistic. Do you have an autistic child? Do you know what extra issues I have to deal with on a daily basis? Do you know what it is like to have a car payment, insurance, rent, and all of the extra medical bills to deal with? My mother doesn’t pay my car insurance, and I don’t live with my mother so we have rent to deal with, which you don’t, and should since you are 27 years old, grow the fuck up and move out. Also, my grandmother and mother didn’t just drop a vehicle into my lap, so I have to pay a little thing called a car payment. Don’t get on to me because I don’t have all the free time in the world. And yes, I get tired really easily, which I think I have all of the rights in the world to be tired. My mother doesn’t pay for my child to go to daycare like yours does, even though you then were sitting on your ass and weren’t even working, so when we aren’t at work one of us is home taking care of the children. You are always so snotty, thinking you have a better house, better clothes, better things for your daughter and such, it makes me want to throw up. You are not better off by any means, and you need to pull that stick out of your ass. Yes, I am a little OCD about how I have things around my house. Your daughter would come over and destroy my sons room, when that is not allowed, and you wouldn’t do anything about it. Unlike yourself, we aren’t just handed everything we own, so we take pride in it and would like to keep it in good, working condition. I was embarrassed to go out with you in public because your daughter would throw such a fit and talk back and scream. So yes, my nerves could not handle going many places with you, and YES that is the reason I NEVER CALLED YOU when we were in the hospital when Laura was born. I am the one that *tried* to contact you after so many months of not talking because I missed having you in my life, but now I see that was me BEING STUPID, and you decided to tell me that you were “tired of waiting for me to be a good friend to you”, and that you no longer wanted to be friends, so Emily…..if you think you are so great and mighty, and since you think your shit doesn’t stink, go fuck yourself! I know you read this page, and I find that amusing!

Oh, and 2nd, I know someone else reads this page, because she sits at home and doesn’t work, but draws unemployment. I hope that unemployment is working out for you! And I hope your daughter is doing ok, and nope, your dog was spayed, she just has another infection…….like she had before, and the doctor offered to do exploratory surgery if she wasn’t better….but you declined it, she *isn’t* in heat. Hope you are enjoying reading as well. =) Have a fabulous day.

Hope you enjoyed my rant. I feel closure now. =-)