I love Happy Endings

I have been so sick lately. It was absolutely horrible. I assumed I was about to die, or something else of the similar nature. But, your dramatic bullshit queen is back and better than ever. The first day I was actually able to be seen in public I of course wanted to see Jessica. All she could do was talk about the trip next week and how much fun the three of us were going to have, how I needed to give Alyssa a chance. She even went as far as to say I owed it to her. I was not hearing it.

So, how, you may ask, did I get talked into going? After all, this is the girlfriend of the one who pretty much betrayed me. How did I get stuck in this? He thinks I’m his good friend while his girlfriend believes I’m her friend as well. How did all of that happen? I couldn’t tell you, really.

I told Jessica that I would go, so at this point I can’t really get out of it. Well, let’s be realistic. If I had to pull out, I could. Given the certain circumstances, let’s just hope I don’t kill the silly girl, lose my mind over some idiotic comment she may make. Let’s face it. She’s not exactly the smartest woman I know. No wonder he is with her! It did bother him a great deal that I was smarter than him, which, by the way, is a difficult thing not to be. But, he went and found someone with less sense then he happens to posess. How did he manage such a thing? Whatever you do, don’t answer that question. The answer might have me paralyzed for months.

But, I believe in turning every bad situation into a good one, benefiting myself. Since she believes that we are such good friends I could plan the seed of doubt in Alyssa’s head. Who knows? Maybe by the end of this trip I will have managed to unravel their entire relationship. You never know. But, it very well could be coming to an end already at this point…

Monday night Alyssa and Sid were hugging for about five minutes, and she seemed almost nervous when I approached the two. But, as quickly as it came it left. I acted as if nothing out of the ordinary were going on. I kissed her on both cheeks to settle her nerves. So, at this point she could very well be having an affair with Joey’s close friend. He doesn’t even know it. Oh, his idiotic nature never ceases to amaze me! It almost destroys my soul how blind and simple minded he truly can be!

What would Joey do if things ended? Where would he go? I wonder who on earth he would possibly be able to turn to for comfort and support. He is oh so predictable that it is quite boring. He’d come to me all hurt. Of course I would console his supposed broken heart. I would wait for the first given opportunity. Then I would do exactly what he did to me. This story’s ending has already been written. As boring and predictable as it may be, I do not deny that I love the foreseeable ending. How could I? I always love an ending where I land on top. I believe I am about to completely steal the spotlight from her. Oh, this is too delicious for words. They have yet to be invented, I’d say…

They never wrote about blow jobs in the Bible

Tonight I was having dinner with some friends as usual. Mira happened be there with Sid, her counter part (or who would be her counter part if she could gain his interest). So, of course, they sat with us, seeing as they are acquaintances of ours. I use that word in the loosest sense. Speaking of loose…

Mira has had sex with anyone willing. I’m sure that you have heard the saying that age is just a number? Well, whoever brought those words to life must have had her in mind. I remember this particular time Joey and I were sitting around and smoking a couple of cigarettes. She waltzes up to him, interrupts our conversation wanting to know if she could feel his biceps. As I write this I realize just how ludicrous that entire situation was. I wish I could report to you that this is a joke. But, alas it isn’t. Anyway, let’s get back to the current story at hand before I cause the lot of you to vomit. I would not like to be held responsible for such a terrible thing…

As we were eating Sid was hinting at how she likes to swallow, then they proceeded on to whisper about something. Perhaps Sid has partaken in what many a male has? Who knows? I’ll bet he has. He’s a bit on the desperate side, if you know what I mean. I have heard that desperate times call for desperate measures. As soon as he said those words it took me back to a particular situation of sorts…

A friend or two of mine caught her in front of a church parking lot giving head to someone. What was wrong with the back of the church, one may ask. We could almost deduce that she wanted to get caught. Perhaps she wanted to build up a cliental. Isn’t giving head at a church sacrilegious? She surely must have been breaking some rule against God…

But, low and behold it says absolutely nothing in the bible about fornication in (or pertaining to this situation out of) the house of the lord. People had sex out of wedlock and were severely punished. Also, a King killed someone else’s husband so he could sleep with his wife. But, there is not one passage I have ever read about someone giving out a blow job of sorts. This was not the kind of conversation I wanted to have as I ate. I’m sure anyone could imagine why…

The going ons within the middle of the week

I learned quite the valuable lesson Sunday night. Never allow your best friend to bowl when she is completely plastered. The ball may go against the near by wall instead of the lane itself. Since when do bowling alleys have bars? Have they always? Was it not enough that Rashelle drank at that party in West Hollywood a couple hours earlier? Why did we have to go bowling? Oh, yes. Now I remember. She knew her ex- girlfriend would be there. She wanted to prove to her that she was having a good time on her own. Naturally her ex-girlfriend wasn’t there. We did see some people we know. What was there left to do? I suppose drink, go bowling, and smoke a few cigarettes. I had my red bull, of course.

I simply adore Rashelle above anyone else. I truly do. There is not another soul I’ve come into contact with who understands my dramatic antics so well. It also doesn’t hurt that, like me, she always is up to date with exactly what is going on. Seeing as I was gone for five days, I was most appreciative of this factor. Who wouldn’t be?

Jennifer used to be someone I was very close to. She was almost like a sister to me. I noticed that every time she got into a new relationship she just got a little bit crazier, if you know what I mean. After awhile she just got a little bit too crazy and clingy for my liking. I had to dispose of her before it became a direct reflection upon me. I knew the moment Jennifer and Star hooked up it was going to be the biggest disaster of all. Of course I was right. This relationship turned out to be far more destructive than any of her past ones. Who starts planning their wedding after being together for two weeks? I know. Then there was the fact that Jennifer was only allowed to talk to me at certain times during the day. These were Star’s instructions. I was not going to be put under restrictions. And apparently, neither was anyone else in Jennifer’s life. After awhile Jennifer had no one except her relationship with Star.

It didn’t last forever as Jennifer had hoped it would. Then again, she always believes every relationship is going to. Star went on a cruise of sorts. When she returned she learned that Jennifer had betrayed her. She had slept with someone else. And, apparently, Jennifer is with this other girl now. From what has been told to me this other girl makes Star look like a super model. I must see this girl first hand. I find it rather difficult to believe that anyone could make Star look that way. But, if my information is correct, then what the hell was Jennifer thinking? All I can tell you is that Rashelle better keep me informed…

I’ve continued to keep a low profile lately. But, Jeff calls my insistently wanting to see me. I’m not interested. I don’t understand how I ever could have been. But, seeing as he’s my ex, that’s insinuates that at one time we were dating. He wants to see me this weekend. Too bad. I already have other plans. He’ll live. Or maybe I’ll get lucky and he’ll fall down and die. You never know…

Joey called me this week. Three times to be precise. Two out of the three times I chose not to answer his call. The third time I answered on the last ring and made a quick excuse not to talk to him. Talking to him for those few moments took me back to the days when things were very different between us.

At first when things were over I missed him. I missed being around him anytime I wanted. I missed our late night coffee chats. Something about him made me feel safe from the get go. I missed being able to depend on him. I missed so much about him that I probably could have written pages about it. Then I stopped missing him because he no longer missed me.

I remember that night. I laid awake until dawn wondering why things had changed so drastically. Then I realized that it didn't really matter. They had changed and he had let me go. Nothing in the world would be able to alter this particular factor. It was over with. We couldn't fix what had been broken over time.

When Alyssa came into the picture I had one last chance to save whatever was left and I chose not to. He wanted to see me. I remember him saying how he missed me. I made up an excuse, immediately dismissing him. I wasn’t going to hang on to him any longer, not when somebody else wanted him. And unbenounced to him at that point he wanted her as well. I wasn’t about to made a fool of. Not this time. Not again. Now I realize I don’t want things to be the way they were. We live separate lives that always collide with each other. They don’t have to intertwine, though. I believe that that is just fine by me. He can live his life while I live mine. It could never have worked out. In the words, of my friend Samantha, he will never maintain the same level of fabulous that I do…

My enemy's smile

My vacation was fabulous. I had a marvelous time. I may even move there one day. We shall see, won't we? Time can only tell. I flew home on Friday evening. I could have stayed a couple of more days and remained content. You will find this to be most unusual, but for the moment I am keeping a low profile... I've only been home for about two days. Not too much has happened. Well, to be completely honest...

The Friday before the Sunday I left for my trip I came into contact with Alyssa and Joey. I profusely thanked him for the directions he gave me. I told him I did not know what I would have done without him and so on. I believe you get the picture. I proceeded on to give him a hug as well as a kiss on the cheek. He must have been quite confused seeing as that night before I dismissed him completely. If he was confused in any form he covered it up well by declaring that I could always depend on him. Did I mention Alyssa was there when this entire exchange was going on? She did not look so happy with me. Do you think that bothered me? Of course not. I was completely delighted with this turn of events...

I chose to be so catty for one reason only. I wanted her to know her place. I CHOSE to step aside and allow her to be in the spotlight. If she isn't careful I can take it away. She won't tell Joey about all of this because she won't want to look bad in his eyes. She is aware that he considers me one of his friends. Why he does, I'm sure I do not know.

Can you believe that Jessica wants the three of us to vacation together? Oh, my God. Has Jessica absolutely lost her mind? She's on some sort of mission to save Alyssa's soul or something else equally as horrible. I've got to talk to Rachel about this. I don't know if I could survive being on the same trip with her. I do not care where it is...

She plays the girlfriend card as I've explained. I wanted to make it known to her that we are not friends. Do you want to know the most upsetting part in all of this? I'm not completely convinced that the message has been received. I know what she's doing. At this point it doesn't really matter if she knows that.

In any event, I saw her after I got back into town. She was all smiles. I returned her smile with a hint of a smirk. Then I warmly embraced her. I can see that no one has told her to be aware of your enemy's smile. You never know what they are planning next...

The weekend update... unless something devestating happens

It is Friday morning. I do not have much time to give you today. I still have yet to pack. My room is simply a fright. Don’t ask me how it happened once more. Later in the afternoon I am going to lunch with some of my girlfriends. In the early evening I have plans with my family. Friday late night belongs to a certain group of people, unfortunately. So I shall just give you an update on some of the people who we’ve already discussed…

Who knows what is going on with Alyssa? She was probably busy sucking off Joey last night. What other purpose could she possibly serve where he is concerned? I cannot think of one. If you can possibly come up with a plausible one do us all a favor and contact the media at your earliest convience.

I suppose that this would bring us to Joey. I called him last night when I was on the road. I needed directions to a particular location. He seemed somewhat hurt that that was the only reason I was calling. I do not care. Did he expect me to call and tell him all about the going ons in my life? I don’t think so…

Mr. X and his girlfriend, Rhea, are having problems. She suspects that he has not completely been faithful to her. What was the twit’s first clue? Don’t answer that question. I’m not sure that I am quite prepared to know the true level of her stupidity. Lea of course was very unsupportive towards his situation. He was surprised that she was being such a bitch. I could have told him that one…

I haven’t seen Verona since she dumped Allen. I did see Allen last night though. He looked completely devastated, even heartbroken. Perhaps he missed being yelled at and having to baby-sit her children at any given moment?

That is it for now. But, if something devestating happens I will be forced to make time in my busy weekend to tell you all about it...

The Distasteful Drama Queen

I never have quite comprehended how they go about it. Some drama queens just do not know how to carry themselves in a respectful manner. They cause those they are associated with to look down on them as well as their actions. Perhaps it’s because they lack beauty as well as poise. No matter what I do I gain an audience and the women involved, the ones that matter anyway, rally to my cause. Verona, as we will call her, is a distasteful drama queen. Some of the women in my life were talking about her this morning. She has children at such a young age. She has a boyfriend as well as a girlfriend. She has chosen to involve herself with Allen. She has included him in every single one of her affairs. She leaves her children at any given moment with this young man. I for one do not understand how men will put up with the bullshit of a young woman who doesn’t have any prospects. Perhaps, it is because they are so very similar. I do not know.

She has caused quite the uproar from what has been told to me. I think we should all ignore her, pass her by, and continue on with the quality of our lives. Yes, I am quite sure she is a backstabbing silly girl. No one is disputing this particular factor. There are so many these days that it is turning into a trend of sorts. It’s all so nauseating and simply boring, really. They are all quite the same. If you’re going to do something gravely inappropriate or behave in a scandalous manner, at least carry yourself in a way where everybody watching, cannot predict the ending. At least in that manner, people will be forced to admire you. Can we admire this distasteful drama queen? I think not. In this case I believe we may be forced to condemn her actions… If someone admires her I would be forced into considering the source of the admiration…

It could cause Devestation

I am simply terrible. I truly am. You can judge for yourself when I tell you what has happened now. There is a certain guy in my ex best friend’s past. We’ll call him Mr. X and the ex best friend, Lea. Mr. X was basically a man whore, who was a dear friend of mine. In any event, Lea wanted him. She hooked up with him. Before I explain the arising situation I should tell you more about Lea.

Lea was always quite the sex addict. I could see it before she even engaged in the act of sex itself. No one knew about it, of course. She always kept it very hush- hush. But, ofcourse, I knew all about it. What Did I tell you? I know everything. I wonder what her parents would say if they knew the truth about their adoring daughter’s hobbies? Where would I even begin? Where would it all end? Her parents just might die of a heart attack or something equally as awful. My knowledge about her life could blow it to pieces if I put the right information in the wrong hands.

I trusted her more than I have ever trusted another human being. I made her apart of every aspect of my life. What does she do in return? She turns around when I am not looking, and stabs me in the back! I don’t get over a grudge easily, at least not until I have had my revenge. And I will.

Mr. X has always showed a varied degree of interest in me. I could very well use it against him and Lea in one fall swoop. Everyone gets what they want except Lea. This would crush her. It would devastate as well as destroy her. I wonder if her new boyfriend knows what I know… If I go through with both parts of my plan… I don’t know if anything would ever be the same. I haven’t made a final decision yet. We’ll see what I decide…