This Is Just Rich . . .

My dad came up to my room not too long ago, I’d say around eight thirty, and told me that Melanie had called me earlier but that he’d forgotten until just then.  So around nine, I called her since I couldn’t reach her on IM.  Turns out Jacqui had called her, asking for my screen name!  I guess the, "I will ignore any more notes you send," line that I put actually sunk into her thick head.

Melanie didn’t give her my screen name, telling her that she wasn’t going to give something like that out without my permission.  She said more, too, but I can’t remember.  Lol, it actually wouldn’t have mattered if Jacqui did get my screen name, because I have the IM’s on the setting where I can only receive IM’s from people on my buddy list.  You’re not there, I can’t get harassing IM’s!

Anyway, I decided, you know what?  Enough of this, and wrote this to Denise.

Denise,

    It’s bad enough that one of your bloodhound friends is harassing me on my open diary to get me to take down a paragraph that mentions you that I wrote almost a month ago.  But now Jacqui’s bothering a friend of mine to try and get my screen name, undoubtedly to badger me more about this frankly, useless and stupid issue.  She claims that you have such a problem with what I wrote, yet she’s the only one doing any bitching.  I’ve not heard one word from you on the matter, through IM, E-mail, or a diary of your own.
    Maybe you didn’t send her to come after me, but that’s what she’s done, and it’s your responsibility to stop her.  I don’t appreciate being harassed and told what a big deal I’m making of the entire business when she has no right to be involved and is the one making such a big deal of one paragraph written a month ago.
    If you don’t like something that I’ve written, then you say that to me.  Not some little messenger who at first was just giving immature, anonymous notes.
    She claimed that all my writing that was doing was twisting the knife for you.  Well, you know what?  I’m sick of having the knife in my back twisted around by people like her.  So tell her to leave me the f*ck alone.  Fight your own battles instead of letting someone do it for you.
 
Kate.

Gotta love drama . . .  Oh, well.  I went directly to the source.  I get anymore notes from Jacqui, I’m reporting her.  Though I’m aware that may not do much good.  At least it’ll be something, though.

I swear, I’m fricken’ sick of cowards like Denise.  Like them both.  Neither of them has any right to start anything like this with me.

Oh, and then, this was just stupid, somehow, something was said about the Diary Phantom thing, it was something like Melanie saying, "Well, maybe she doesn’t trust you because you pulled that whole Phantom Diary bullsh*t," and Jacqui just said something like, "Huh?  What are you talking about?"  Melanie said she wasn’t buying it, though, because Jacqui’s the one who told her that she was doing that to me.  Just the fact that she would pretend to not know, though.  Just the stupidity of that bothers me.

Well, this whole thing bothers me.  I mean, seriously, like I said at the end of the E-mail, fight your own Goddamn battles instead of having other people do it for you.  And seriously, why is Melanie the one she decides to message?  I mean, she talks to Mike a Hell of a lot more often than Melanie, and Mike knows that same information.

I wonder if it was just to annoy me, give me a message of ‘see?  I can harass your friends, too.’  God, I wish she would just grow up.  Seriously, she’s in fricken’ college, you’d think she would have more of a life than this.

Oh, well.  I’ll see what I get as a response.  Gotta love how when Mike is out of my life, out of my house, and they’re that little group, that they still feel the need to go after people they claim to not care about.

Bunch of sick, disgusting cowards, that’s all they are.