Dear Stinky

Ah Sunday... I hate Sunday. It's day 13 and I'll be writing letters to some people who has hurt me recently through out my life. Buhahaha...



Dear Ex Best Friend,

Why did I spend 10 years of my life hanging out with your bimbo ass? All you ever did to me was take and take and take while I just gave and gave and gave. I wonder. If I ran out of things to give, would you just throw me away and replace me, because I do remember you replacing me when we started drifting. No matter, I'm glad you did. I got to see your using ways a bit clearer. You know, 10 years is a long time. With every year you took from me, you took more and more from my life. Time that I could have used to make better friends. Opportunities to really explore who I am. Even my potential for beauty, you took that way. The moment I left your atrocious wings, I began to feel more pretty under the guidance of my current best friends. Dare I say it, I feel beautiful after the 2 years I've spent with them and not with your self imposing, loser butt.

So, where are you now? My sources say that you're not pursuing a career nor a college education. You weren't even there for your graduation. You missed 75% of school and I'm still baffled that you graduated. Where would I be now if I was still under your influence? Would I be home pursuing a part time job and not planning for my future? Nah. By this time, my eyes would be wide open and I wouldn't listen to your myriad of excuses. I was sick. I took too much time getting ready. I have cancer. Deal with it. Think about other people for a change like the 10 years of devoted friendship I gave you; giving and giving and giving. But then again, all you know is how to take and how to spurn.

Well, I learnt how to spurn as well, but I actually have the capacity to learn. Mostly from your mistakes. I spurned you. I learnt from your mistakes of being a poor leader along with jackassery work ethics and pursued more club activities, obtaining cabinet position in our school's French Club and put my heart into everything I did. I learnt from your mistakes of repeating past love troubles and you know what? I'm happily in love with my boyfriend whom isn't still in "high school" like your complaint when you broke up with your previous one. How long will this one last? Maybe when you start thinking of that nonexistent career, you'll wake up too.

Overall, I'm happier than I ever was in those 10 years of complete darkness. To think, it took me 10 years to find the light. I'm happy that I spurned you. You, omg you. There is an insult that can only define you. It's not dumb bitch. It's not slutty bitch. It's not even slimy, filthy prostitute. It's silence. You don't deserve to be spoken to because you cannot comprehend any insult I can give you.

Love,     

Cala

Dear Inflation Generalizers, Haters and Misinformed Opinionated People,

Stop giving me work. Helpdesk is already at around 10 pages of reports. My screenshot folder is getting full because of you guys.

Extra hearts and love ,

Cala

-yawn- It's Sunday... Darn... Sunday is homework day. That means I'll die tomorrow. Die... Die... Die.... Well, tomorrow's a new day and a new challenge awaits me. Let's finish Week 2!

P.S. I won this contest. What should I get with my Toma? Decisions, Decisions...