14 June 2007
♥ god damn cheerleaders.
I feel like I'm stuck in a never-ending episode of Lizzie effing McGuire. Seriously. The entire cheerleading squad knows all about my little "scandal," and they all think I'm making it up.
Why would I intentionally put myself through this? Yeah, I wanted to lose a trusted friend, have people talk about me behind my back, garner false sympathy, and deal with the trauma of feeling unloved and worthless, all in one blow. Sounds lovely, doesn't it.
On the other hand, the more I think about it, the less it bothers me. The only cheerleader whose opinion matters even remotely to me is Cera, and I know she's not going to go behind my back. I don't really care what the rest of them think, and those stupid blonde bimbos will probably forget this whole thing by the end of practice; after all, they probably have more interesting things to talk about than a dumb IB nerd and her graduated ex-boyfriend and the scandal they've produced.
The people who really matter have stuck with me. In fact, this little episode has proven to me who my friends really are, and a few were unexpected. Of course my best friends stuck with me, but a few people whose support I really wasn't expecting have been essential in helping me to move on. And reconciling with Leah was even more of a relief than I thought. I can't believe she could forgive me after all this time, after all the things I said to her, but I guess it goes to show that what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger.
I know it's lame to do the blog shout-out thing, but I'm so glad I have these amazing people in my life who will help me get through anything. I hope you all know I'm always ready to do the same for you.
I guess it's time to start my shitty new job now. I can only hope it's better than the last one... Then again, even if it's not, it will be nice to not be broke again. There's an upside to everything, right?
Why would I intentionally put myself through this? Yeah, I wanted to lose a trusted friend, have people talk about me behind my back, garner false sympathy, and deal with the trauma of feeling unloved and worthless, all in one blow. Sounds lovely, doesn't it.
On the other hand, the more I think about it, the less it bothers me. The only cheerleader whose opinion matters even remotely to me is Cera, and I know she's not going to go behind my back. I don't really care what the rest of them think, and those stupid blonde bimbos will probably forget this whole thing by the end of practice; after all, they probably have more interesting things to talk about than a dumb IB nerd and her graduated ex-boyfriend and the scandal they've produced.
The people who really matter have stuck with me. In fact, this little episode has proven to me who my friends really are, and a few were unexpected. Of course my best friends stuck with me, but a few people whose support I really wasn't expecting have been essential in helping me to move on. And reconciling with Leah was even more of a relief than I thought. I can't believe she could forgive me after all this time, after all the things I said to her, but I guess it goes to show that what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger.
I know it's lame to do the blog shout-out thing, but I'm so glad I have these amazing people in my life who will help me get through anything. I hope you all know I'm always ready to do the same for you.
I guess it's time to start my shitty new job now. I can only hope it's better than the last one... Then again, even if it's not, it will be nice to not be broke again. There's an upside to everything, right?
6/14/2007
