STRIKES EXCEEDED

[PLEASE FORGIVE MY HOSTILITY]
To those who may know or think you know who I am pursuing this blog to, may I demand that you not mention names or make any assumptions. I don't intend to bring shame upon this person. I don't intend to be offensive to this person also. The name remains anonymous to my blogspot readers.

I've had it up to here with your wise ass cracks! I've put up with you for too long! Where has our friendship gone wrong!? First of all, you always used to point me out during dance practice. Always saying that I don't show up to practice and whatnot. I admit, sometimes I wouldn't show because I felt like it was taking too much time for me to spend time with my family or boyfriend, or because I had to do late/missing work for school, stuff like that. I would've thought you'd at least understand, but I guess you just saw it as me showing up when I wanted to. It was okay at first. I thought that I deserved it. Then, when I don't have the appropriate attire to dance, you get all up in my face when there are others in the squad who also happen to not have the right clothing. First few times I suck it up 'cause you're my friend and I respect you. Question was: Do you have the same respect for me? You crossed the line the day before homecoming assembly. I show up to practice for dress rehearsal and what happens? You bag on me and make a fool of me in front of everyone at practice for the last time! Telling me that I'm missing my sweatpants, PFFFTT! I calmly tell you that I don't have it because it's in my laundry, and then you have the nerve to tell me I can't rehearse with the squad just because I don't have that one thing, and you let someone with no sweatpants go!? So finally, I snap, "Well, I don't have it 'cause it has to be washed." I said with attitude. STRIKE 1. You know things have been awkward for us right after that incident. Why do you think I don't show up to dance anymore? & my original plan was to actually stick to it this year. But you didn't stop just there. I thought having you in my class was going to be fun. I thought wrong. After homecoming, I guess we had put everything aside. Again, I was wrong. It was those times when I didn't show up to class and decided to ditch. Then when I do show up, it's like, "You're finally here!" News flash, you cut class too. Quit being a hypocrite! & you were always there to make sure I knew I was failing. STRIKE 2. Not only did you take dance away from me, you also took my confidence, self-esteem, and you make me feel..stupid -__-. One day at school a little birdy told me about your little comment to someone's group picture of us after the senior class picture, where we were all wearing our class of 'o9 shirts. You responding to someone's comment, "So who's graduating?" or idk, something like that. & you have the guts to comment, "Michelle EA" or wtf ever. Y'know how that makes me feel!? I fucken have feelings y'know! IDGAD if you were intending to make it a joke. Jokes can go toooo far, & believe me when I say..IT DID. Your sarcasm DOES NOT AMUSE ME. All the things you say sarcastically, I know you actually mean it. You're not joking around at all! You don't even know what was going through my head when I found out about that comment. I wanted to comment "STFU!" in response. STRIKE 3 and you're out! This is the kinda things that pisses me off! I've been nice to you for as long as I can remember, and all I wanted to do was be your friend! You're just pushing me away! Why do you think I barely talk to you anymore!? From that point on, my tendencies were to avoid you for as long as I can until you realize what you have done. Even up to this day you still make me feel like a dumbass. I show up to class yesterday and you find out I'm trying to drop that class and what do you say to me? "You should, you don't come to class anyway." OMG, at that point I was like "FUCK YOU!" in my head. STRIKE FUCKEN 4! & if I hadn't been so classy, we'd be done being friends a long time ago!

You're BELOW LOW, and you don't even know it!
If something shall not change now, then this friendship will be no more than hi's and bye's. I'm sorry you had to find out this way. Though I wish you had find this out on your own so you know you were actually hurting me. I'm usually not the type to say anything until you know what you're doing is affecting me.

I'm not the ONLY one you've let feel like shit.
I know I speak for everyone when I say, you're not the same nice, friendly person we all knew and loved. YOU'VE CHANGED.