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We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, 
and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, 
we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.

Now I just have to find some one a little weird
:-)

Current Mood:
sad sad
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I hardly ever use LJ because mainly I don't like it. However I cannot get privacy on xanga from a certain someone. No one knows about this journal, and there is a good chance I will keep it that way for quite awhile.

It has been over a month now since Brendan and I have broken up. I thought it was done with. I thought the message that he sent me on the tenth of last month was the last one he was going to ever send me. Why? Because I didn't reply to it.

But, it wasn't! He sent me a message the other day when I took him off of my friends list on facebook. Him and I aren't friends any more. He cheated on me and lied to me several times. Then decided to tell me everything once we broke up. I don't see how he would think that we would still be friends after that. He said he used me for sex the last month we were together. The nerve of him to think that I would want anything to do with him any more!

Apparently it upset him that I removed him from my list because he decided to message me complaining about how we couldn't even be facebook friends any more.


"From: Brendan Dunne (Fairfield)
To: Manda Moore
Subject: OH, I see how it is.
Message: So we're not even Facebook friends (with various restrictions and blockings) anymore?
AAAnd, why's Dave get Fudge?! I never got any Fudge!?
Good Day, madam. "

I really wish he would leave me alone. I want nothing more to do with him! Then the other day when I went to my Xanga page there was a person on my site who had spent nearly and hour and a half on my site. It was new user who had joined that day. The person started reading back as far as the day I blocked Brendan from reading my journal. I can't say for sure if it was him, however I have a good feeling it was.

He made the choice to cheat on me, he made the choice to be with that other girl, once he cheated on me he lost all of his rights to my life and our friendship. I took him off of my myspace and turned it to friends only so he can't read about me there.  I took him off of my buddy list and blocked him so he can't read my away messages. I blocked him from reading my xanga, and now he can't read about what I am up to on Facebook. 

If he has anything that he needs to say to me he'll need to do it in person, which he couldn't even do to break up. He broke up with me over the phone. It wouldn't matter though, if he hadn't broken up with me on that phone call I probably would of broken up with him then. Though I would of personally preferred to have done it in person. 

He just needs to move on with his life and leave me alone.

--Manda
Current Location:
My Room
Current Mood:
moody moody
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I am still very uncomfortable. It's such a weird pain in my back, but mostly a discomfort. I feel like an old lady too because my hip is sore. It is the sore feeling you get when you lay on your side for too long.

Any ways this Friday is a party, but a lot of my friends are losers and probably won't show up. I am really tired of inviting people who I think are my friends to parties and they don't show up. I don't care fo the most part I suppose. Just bothers me more than anything when people say they will show up, and then dont! I hate HATE when people say they will show up or do something, then either don't call or just don't show up. Also when they come up with really stupid reasons that they didn't come, and they are STUPID reasons.

Suppose I should just make new friends and screw it with the old. Any ways off to sleep....

Current Mood:
sick sick
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I was at the mall the other day eating at the food court. I noticed an
old man watching a teenager sitting next to him. The teenager had spiked
hair in all different colors: green, red, orange, and blue. The old man kept
staring at him.

The teenager would look and find the old man staring every time. When
the teenager had enough, he sarcastically asked, "What's the matter old
man, never done anything wild in your life?"

The old man did not bat an eye in his response, "Got drunk once and had
sex with a peacock. I was just wondering if you were my son."

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Well the weekend was extremely boring because I couldn't do anything. Plus I am really uncomfortable with the pain and taking vicodin for the pain. It makes me sick to my stomach and it makes me sleep.

I got stopped by public safty at my school today. I always seem to attract public safty or RA's mostly RA's whenever I am at a school. They told me today I looked nervous...what the hell is that? I am slightly dazed from taking vicodin and not getting enough sleep last night. Heh so I took my two exams today a little spaced out when I took the first one, then just uncomfortable when I took the second so I was just fuck it about it.

Any ways feeling extremely sleepy again time for nap number two today heh

--Manda

Current Mood:
sore sore
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