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woopsies. scratch that last part out about me having no current problems with anyone.
alright, raise your hand if you think this is as stupid as i do:
ashley wants me, her, and jennifer to have a little chat about all the shit we've ever said about each other. for some reason, she thinks discussing this is supposed to magically make everyone happy again.
puh-lease.
i wasnt supposed to be informed on the little conspiracy she's attempting to create against me, but little does she know jennifer fills me in on every detail. basically, to sum it up: ashleys tryin to make me look like the bad guy--er--girl. the plan was to have jennifer call and ask me to hang out at her house (ha), not telling me what the real agenda is, pull a little sneak attack and have ashley pop out to begin the shit talk fest. opps.. guess the secret's out. not that i'de use it, but i've got a little ammo myself...
"stefanie's too much of a prude.."
...ok sorry i dont fuck every other guy i meet, litterally. i'm not even joking.
apparently, i'm "an ecstacy queen".
which makes a lot of sense, considering i've done it a total of two times. and the last time i did it? october. hmph
i'm "really really stupid."
as in, un-itelligent wise. which really cracks me up because she's possibly the best example i know of a "really really stupid" person. sorry ash, parents aren't lenient when they dont let you out of your house.
course jennifer knows i hate confrontation and thats a tad fucked up to do; so good ole jenny gave me a heads up, which was nice. brownie points for her. oooooooooh myyyyyyyyy gooooooooooodness this is wee todd ed. i dont want to bother with it cause i mean hellooo 8th grade status here, but ashley just isnt gonna let it go. d-r-a-m-a.
in other news: alicia and i are the official starbucks whores.
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