Champagne For My Real Friends, Real Pain For My Sham Friends

Let me start off by saying that at this point in my life I am happy where I am, and with the friends that I have. Well at least for the most part...

Its been a couple of weeks since I graduated and I find myself feeling pretty much the same as when I still attended high school minus the curfews, and some minor restrictions. The drama however still remains, not in the form of drunken rants, or girlfriend/boyfriend troubles. The problem lies with some people that continue to make assumptions of other people, and thank to a recently discovered blog, i found that this person actually uses their so-called friends, and their experiences to get into college.
Let me remind you, that for a while I was your only true friend. Let me remind you about how in fourth grade Johnathan said u didn't need a mask cause you were already ugly enough. Let me remind you of how you went off to camp and basically insult me completely but I stayed your friend. Now lets fast forward to high school. Remember how good of friends we were. Remember how everyone thought we were dating and we just laughed at the idea, because we thought it was ridiculous. Oh and don't forget about the time I got suspended, and we had that phone call. Now I know we've had our ups and downs as friends, but I thought that despite graduation and college, that we would remain friends.
I don't think I could have been more wrong. This afternoon i stumbled upon your blog after reading you info on aim, and I was surprised to say the least. To discover that through all of our experiences, you are able to dismiss our friendship so easily is nauseating. But let me point out a few things: Sophomore year, I was not conforming to people around me, in fact most of it was my idea. I wanted excitement, i wanted something other than just walking around stone harbor every Saturday night. But I think its fair to say that I'm not the only one who " conformed" to the ideas of their peers, and if you disagree, let me bring up the library incident and how it came about after you left me for the bio project to work with a more popular jock, who in the end rejected you and went off and made a joke about it. But that's not what this is about. This is about you acting like your the adult. You're not. You were the one that constantly talked about yourself and achievements, and shoved them in peoples faces. You're the one that ruined the end of prom. You're the one that constantly puts people down for the way they look or how smart they are and go on to call other people superficial and shallow. You're the one that pushed people away, and once some of use got away we realized that we can be friends with people if they re not exactly like us. You're not the adult. You're a child. You have no real experience in life because you walk around wearing rose colored classes, and believe me when i say this that eventually you're going to get bitch slapped in the face by life.
I just truly hope that you have someone to turn to and help you back up because it won't be me. And I sincerely say that the past 12 years were good ones, but now I'm done trying. Good luck and have a nice life.


singing out
-Brian-