Okay, this is another personal happening. This girl named Katie was moving my belonging around in the dressing room, so I kept moving it back to my spot. She finally pissed me off so much that I started cussing and screaming at her. I told her she needed a life and that I didn't want to be her friend any more. The only way I could get her to talk to me, is if I completely acted if she didn't exist. Then she would get mad. Well, a year later, this year, she asked me if we were friends. DUH! She's telling my sister what she can and cannot like to do. It's pissing me off to no end! GRRRAH!

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You can try all you want
Don’t know who you’re trying to fool
Don’t know what you think
If you think you’re cool.

I’m not a complete idiot
I see through your disguise
Deeper than you think
To the idiot you are inside

As I yell in the dressing room
I know we’re not friends
But what you think about me
Wont tie up the loose ends.

You think your words matter.
See if I care.
You look just like a bush
Because of your hair

Almost a year later
You try to talk to me
And ask if I still hate you
Well, DUH, obviously!

In the dressing room
I had yelled at you
Telling you to get a life
Then throwing my shoe.

You’re a cheerleader
And a bad one at that
You’re an alternate
What the hell is that?!

You say I can’t dance
Yet I know what to do
You look at other people
Cause you have no clue

You tell Sandy to tell me
You don’t want to be friends
I had thought that a year ago
When I said that it ends

You’re a little late
Or maybe you’re just slow
I thought that when we yelled
In the dressing rooms a year ago…