Monday, November 9, 2009

Dear Caitlin

Did...did you just call me a creeper? Because I think messaging me using Nick's Facebook account is a really creeper thing to do. Just saying. And I really would appreciate it if you didn't do that again. I don't like talking to strangers. I don't know you. And given the circumstances, I'm pretty sure this is going to get way out of hand.

I don't even know what I did! Because what you accuse me of isn't really true. Either that or you're a bit paranoid.

That message you saw wasn't me trying to "steal your 'man'" or anything. It was me saying, "Hey. Are we actually going to try being friends like you said you wanted to? Or am I allowed to not have to care?" You can't be serious. Can you? Oh good God. I think you are.

You oblivious bimbo.

"Commenting his statuses, pictures, etc."
WHAT IN TARNATION...?

I clearly do not know what you're talking about. Because I the last time I commented on a status of his, it was something along the lines of, "Hey you spelled an elementary word wrong."

Obviously I want him in the sack. You can see it in the way I criticize his grammar and spelling.

So do me a favor. Get the hell off my back about insignificant things. I've been in a pissy mood and you're not helping.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Dear McNamara fans and students

(This is in response to the wall of a recently deleted event.

Just because you're really excited about the game does not mean that you have the right to call the students of DeMatha "faggots." It's football. It's a game. Contrary to what you seem to think, HIGH SCHOOL FOOTBALL DOES NOT SPELL LIFE OR DEATH.

You can't even talk shit. DeMatha has taken home the WCAC trophy six years in a row. And we're going for a seventh. And thanks to you guys, if they win that seventh title, it'll be well deserved.

Now I am totally aware that DeMatha can be ass holes too. I'm friends with a lot of them. But seriously. Neither of you should be acting like this.

Why in the world are you being so arrogant about this? It's unsportsmanlike. At DeMatha, they teach that their students should be "Gentlemen and Scholars." Take a page from them. Oh I've seen the wall. You need to tone it down. Most of them are saying how we'll meet you on the field. And how do you retort?

"Enter Dematha as a Stag, graduate from dematha as a FAG."

"time do have a good old fashion fag drag.........or gay beatdown.........or pipecleaner punishing........lets beat up some fags from dematha is what im getting at"

That's real mature. These are quotes that I ripped directly off the event wall. It's ridiculous, isn't it?

How would you feel if we turned it around.

"Those Mustang fag shits are gonna take it up the ass."

Yeah. Doesn't feel good does it?

And let's look at the stats. You have never made it to the championships, to my knowledge, in the past dedicated. DeMatha has been in almost every championship game since it started. (Don't quote me. I just sort of remember this from the programs of the last two games.) The two highest ranked Catholic high school football teams in the area (again don't quote me but I'm pretty sure) are Good Counsel and DEMATHA.

Now let's get back to the problem at hand:
You are being ass holes about a stupid little game. Maybe I'm saying this because I've never taken much of an interest in high school sports except for the championships. Or maybe I'm just more level headed than the rest of you. So read this and read this carefully.

FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. YOUR PARENTS SEND YOU TO A CATHOLIC SCHOOL TO GET A BETTER EDUCATION AND TO BE OUT OF THE VIOLENCE THAT PLAGUES MANY OF THE SCHOOLS IN OUR AREA. NOT SO YOU CAN BE A FUCKING DICK TO YOUR BROTHERS, FRIENDS, AND EQUALS.

Yes. I said that the students of DeMatha are your brothers, friends, and equals. Now excuse me if I get religious here. But we're part of a Catholic school system. Most of us are Catholic, or at least some form of Christian. The people in our world are our family. They are our brothers and sisters. Yes. I am aware that many people fail to realize this. There are wars and shit happening all around us. But do you really have to start a conflict about a sport? I think you're overreacting.

So just stop it. If your so fucking fantastic, prove it on the field.

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I'm sorry if you're a BMHS fan and/or student and you haven't done anything wrong and haven't badmouthed people. But...well...you know what's going on. This only applies to the crazies.

Monday, November 2, 2009

To Marianne Camille Clouet

To all my readers, I've been trying to get this chick out of a Facebook group my friends started. We've had many arguments. Please, if you have a Facebook, join this group and read the wall posts. And if you agree with me, feel free to reply to her and tell her how and why she's wrong. Tell her why you agree with me. Let's make her see the light? Or just support us. It's called "Break the Cycle. Stop Criticizing Your Body."
(http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=home#/group.php?gid=127798264244)

Oh and Vivi, if you want you can post this wherever you want.

Okay look. I understand. You really think you're hot shit. Well you are. Not the hot part. Just the part about the shit. You see, people who feel the need that they have to put others down just to make themselves look good are nothing but piles of manure. Did you seriously join a group for the soul purpose of calling people fat? Really? That is one of the most pathetic things I have ever heard. And I have heard very pathetic things in my life.

You are a bitch. You are the kind of person that no one will ever truly love, because you have nothing to offer the world, other than shallow, empty remarks and motionless heap to leave in the morning. You are nothing and that's all you will become. You better not have any dreams of marriage or anything like that. Because really all it'll be is living with a fuck buddy. There is no substance in you. Just an empty heart.

In the words of Mike Skinner, "I came to this world with nothing. And I leave with nothing but love. Everything else is just borrowed."

What the hell does that mean? It means that whatever you have now, your looks, your clothes, your money, everything, does not matter. It's the person, not the possessions. So you can take your supposed looks and pounds of make up, and fancy clothes and just shove it all. In due time, it will all end. Your skin will wrinkle. Your make up will settle into your skin and cause break outs, your fancy clothes will no longer fit. And who will have the impact on life? Certainly not you.

You're ridiculous. Absolutely absurd. You think you're better than me? Because I have more of a mid section than you? You stole your profile picture from a Target picture frame. You're nothing now. For all we know, you can just essentially be hating yourself. It's a thought. It explains a lot. It's still pretty pathetic.

So take a tip. If you really think you're so disgusting, then do something about it. And if you're not, then open your arrogant eye holes. The world is never the way we want it to be.