Name's Ames

I probably have the best friends in the entire world. No joke. I mean, the day this all went down I was pretty upset. First of all Liza went running and told on me like a 5 year old. Actually I know a 5 year old that is more mature than she is. But I also was not trusted by one of my best guy friends. I mean yes he and I have a history of trust issues but it still is annoying to think that he would take the freshman’s side over mine. I really want to know what that conversation went like. I mean I can’t even imagine how that would go. You can’t ease into it. You can’t be like “I really don’t want to have to do this but…” because you really do want to have to get me in trouble. Basically you just had to straight up tell him what the tweet was and say something like “My head is so far up my ass that I live in an alternate universe where the world actually revolves around me so this tweet is obviously about me and because in my asshole world me means you so Amy is a bitch.” I mean I’m just guessing but I think that is probably what that text said to start that conversation. I am totally enjoying tweeting things like “You going to tell on me for this tweet too?” and “No that last one was not about you. But you probably will make it about you”. But I did promise I will only be a bitch for a bit longer. I’m sure by friday I will be done with bitching her out over twitter and tumblr. but its fun. But I also know that I won’t be able to deny it if he somehow reads these and knows its about her. I’ll probably laugh and not care. Have I ever cared about hurting a freshman’s feelings? no. Although I do greatly enjoy the bitch glares I get from her every five seconds. Really its cute when you pass me in the hall and think your look is really going to hurt me. Honey, I’ve been given meaner glares from my one year old nephew. Also I enjoy how absolutely hypocritical life she lives. You’re going to tweet about how unflattering yoga pants are but still wear them every day? classy. And its totally just me but the whole “I don’t give a shit” look is only okay if it happens every once in a while. like maybe 1 every other week. On laundry days. its just not classy and you are starting to look homeless. You go to seven hills for gods sake. I swear the new dress code needs to focus more on the grunge look than the tightness of my nice black skirt. At least I look presentable enough to represent my school. Also its so cute how she tries (and fails) to get me in trouble for supposedly tweeting about her and him but 9/10 of her tweets in the past…2 months have been totally about him. Try and get me in trouble again Liza, I never said I play fair. I will happily destroy your chance.
The entire point of this post was NOT to bash on Liza more. Although I really enjoy it. I honestly like haters. Gives me entertainment and just the right amount of drama. Anyway, I seriously need to thank my friends. Lauren and Monica in particular. They both know the full story, read yesterdays post and for some reason have taken a hate to Liza. I mean I know friends are supposed to take your side and all that shit but I know its hard when that friend is just being absolutely ridiculous about a situation. And I thought I was just being ridiculous about this situation. I mean so what if a freshman goes to a senior to tattle on me for being “mean”. But apparently I am not too far off. Lauren has been completely supportive and great at giving the right advice and being angry for me. And monica made a comment this morning about starting to close-line freshmen and I said something about my current hit list and she goes “Oh I mean I was just talking about hitting up the one”. she shows her support in a slightly more violent matter but to me thats honestly much more approved.

So one final statement directed to the freshman bitch: don’t mess with me. I have an army ready to tear you to shreds. And honestly, I have way more experience dealing with that guy than you do. I know exactly what to do to keep on his good side. Bring it bitch. You ain’t getting rid of me.

Basically this is what happened. Thursday at like MIDNIGHT i tweeted “you’re a freshman #getoveryourself #backthefuckoff” because this freshman was pissing me off to no end. The next morning I get a text from a friend with that tweet copied and pasted and under it saying “what the hell is this?” um…my tweet. and its creepy that you know that i tweeted that because you dont even have twitter… anyway I thought I had him convinced that it was about this chick named Megan from my gym. But apparently not because he ignored me the rest of the day. Like would not talk to me. Would not make eye contact. Literally avoided me as much as he possibly could.  WELL later on that night, I am at a friends house, and he texts me saying “Was that tweet really about Megan from your gym?” no, i have been lying to your face this entire time. YES IT WAS ABOUT MEGAN YOU DOUCHE.  So it turned into this huge ass argument because he thought it was about him. last time i checked YOU ARE NOT A FRESHMAN and the world does not revolve around you. So he kept asking shit like “You sure its not about anyone from seven hills?” I wrote it. So yes i am positive. So i asked something like “So do you stalk me regularly or did you just happen to come across this tweet?” and he says no some one told him about it. Immediately I had an idea of who. this fucking little freshman who I was not a fan of in the first place. Well i finally get him to tell me that its this bitch and i knew it all along. Well apparently she thought it was about her because I was mad at her for talking to him. excuse me? News flash I DONT GIVE A SHIT. I don’t have the right to control who he talks to anyway. And again I don’t care. He could be fucking you on the side and I still probably would not care. You aren’t threatening to me, you don’t scare me, you are a freshman…I don’t give a shit about you. Oh and Liza, the world does not revolve around you either. I have a life outside of Seven Hills. I know other freshman. And unlike your pathetic “Will he ever change” and “why does he do this to me?” tweets, mine don’t all revolve around a single person (in this case boy). ALso it would have made sense had it happened like right after they were talking or I caught them together. No this tweet was at midnight on thursday night. I had not seen either of them since probably lunch that day. Get your head out of your ass.  And honestly, so what if it was about her or the situation? She ran and told on me. She went running to the protective older guy to have him deal with it. excuse me honey, take it up with me next time. I don’t need him getting up my ass again for your stupid selfish shit. Let me give a little advice Liza. He won’t ever change. He won’t ever put effort in. He won’t ever be the perfect boyfriend. He wants an easy lay and a quick BJ. and honey you just proved your mouth is big enough for it.  Oh, and I blocked my tweets so good luck stalking them now as I constantly tweet about you and what a bitch you are. Don’t fuck with me. I always win.