Not on your face

I’ve gotten a little into Facebook. I check it occasionally, update my status, and see what friends and acquaintances are doing. Today a girl I’ve known since kindergarten added me as a friend. I cannot get myself to accept! We were in the same social circle but she had something against me. I think she thought I stole her best friend in 6th grade– not true, Vickie just liked me more. At any rate, she took her anger out on me. I recall we were in maybe 9th grade and it was the first day of class. I walked into first period and she was sitting there. I scanned the room trying to find a seat, when she announces very loudly, “Donna, I think you are mistaken, you shouldn’t be here, this is Advanced Honors English.” What a biatch! And here’s the thing– you’d think she’d eventually get over it. NO! Years later at our 10-Year High School Reunion, I walked over to the table where all the kids I used to hang out with were sitting. There were two seats left and as luck would have it, Miss Personality was sitting next to the one empty seat. My date and I went to sit down and the girl says, “I’m sorry, but these seats are taken.” NO ONE WAS SITTING THERE. I walked away and found another table but I did notice those two seats stayed vacant the entire evening. AND NOW SHE WANTS TO BE MY FACEBOOK FRIEND! NO WAY JOSE! You suck Debbie! And I always thought your father looked like Gary Heidnik. Go to heck.

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3 thoughts on “Not on your face

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  2. Erin

    I guess you really made an impression on her, if she remembered you after all these years and wants to be friends! Maybe she just wants a high number of friends so she can look cool? Was I in your 9th grade English class?!!

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