Why Is Calvin Dead?
I did not. I tried to revive him, but he died, and I am sorry.
Lately I have been recieving fairly mean comments and other talk from someone. I mean, I guess it is okay that he does not like me. Reasons into consideration, it was a rather odd and long fallout, but it's okay because things were said, and that was that. Or so I suppose...
I thought it was over, and I was fine with not being "good" enough to be one of his friends. I mean, after what happened, I don't want to go there anymore. And it is okay. I just cannot understand why civilization is underminded here.
I don't talk about him. People ask me why me and him are not friends anymore, and I tell them. I tell them the truth... well my version of the truth, which is all I know. We had a "talk", things were said, things were repeated to others, and stuff that definitely did not happen was spread. It's okay. I don't care because all that turned out awesome. When people ask me if I hate him, I say no because I don't. But I know he hates me, and that's okay with me because I tried to mend. Did not work. It's fine. So the reason why we are not friends is within him, and if it's okay with him... then okay.
But... now, several months later, I still hear things being said about me. Why? I don't know. Maybe it's funny. Kudos. But, Saddam and his nuclear warheads probably won't mix well with my hurdling. I don't know; people talk. When I hear things like this being said, it makes me want to yell things about him, but I try not to. Sometimes I wish I could jump on the bandwagon with the easy way out. (You got to admit Brandon and Philly Fresh have quite the humor in them.) But no. Not I. I am trying to be civil. I want to. So, please. You're not my friend. I get that. Okay. Move on. Just don't bring me into things. I really did not appreciate "Phillip truck" comment, and you might not care, but if you do, just leave me out of your life. I don't need the Alex Greenwald speeches. (He is a sell out anyway. Aero model. BLAH.)
I want to get rid of the negative. Starting now.
My livejournal is supposed to be deleted, and Mrs. Angele will probably be disappointed/upset that it is back on since I deleted it the other day. But if anyone finds my journal wrong, offensive, or distasteful. I am sorry; I never wanted it that way. I just needed to write today about this. And Mrs. Angele is right. I need to get a damn notebook.
Love,
Kayla
P.S. I am sorry I ever started this journal. I want to quit.