-I am not 26 years old. Nice try!

-It is obvious from the 29 minutes you spent reading my diary yesterday that those 7 entries were very hard to understand. Looks like Brittany rode the short bus to school. Don't worry. You are special, just like everyone else as the teacher most likely told you.

-You do have the mentality of a 5 year old that has a fascination with poop and things I found funny at that age, too.

-You wrote me a long email telling me how interesting my diary is not too long ago. I'd like to quote what you said, "Your diary is like good porn. Once you start, you can't stop." That was nice to hear about and I noticed that when I stopped reading your diary that you got upset and stopped reading mine. I did not care at all that you did this but obviously, you were upset and dropped me. Then, I find you continuing with your reading by spending a lot of minutes sounding out those long hard words.

-I don't believe you for a minute that you find my life "boring." From what I have come across in your diary, you sure as hell aint living an interesting life. Many entries begin with, "Last night I got sooooooo drunk." Wow! So, what do I need to do in spicing up my life? I need to go to the licquor store and get cases of beer or some whiskey? Yeah, there were times where I enjoyed doing such things but I also balanced school and various activities at once. Unlike you, I don't have a 1 track mind.

-I'm unemployed. So are a lot of people in this world, Brittany. Not all of us want to quit school and discover the wonderful employment opportunities of Subway and how we than proceed to pick up some whiskey and go out to a field to get drunk like the night before. My time will come and you don't hear me whining about it.

-I suffer from depression but somehow I hide it. There are different forms but mine is lightly under control with my workouts. The chemicals from a good workout calm me and make me feel better than sitting down and just drinking whiskey while a dog pees on the bed.

-You think I need to grow up? Well, you did state in an entry that no one should and I agree. People like that have no interest in life but to work and work with no personality. We must have a difference of opinion on this ever since you go upset that I stopped reading. What was that again about a whole entry from you with the word "Hi" or "Bye?" Gee, sounds like you are exciting and all prepared for the big bad world!

-So, I cannot talk about "dripping wet vaginas." How is this natural act disgusting. I am a guy and we tend to think about sex but there is also the factor that sex and all things that happen with it to be beautiful. Oh, but you don't know that because you like feces, still. I'm guessing you've got a dry twat thanks to not getting enough sex while your boyfriend gets caught dealing cocaine. How the fuck does someone as dumb as you get involved with a moron that gets himself that easily turned over to the police? So, I'm not grown up? How about the fact that your boyfriend also has kids? At some point, ya just gotta say no to dealing, Brittany. Oh, but you like all that "nose candy" don't ya?

"How can you call me weak?

You've got a boyfriend dealing

and your definitely a freak."

-I laughed when you told me to "die." Cute. When little girls were mad at me in Third Grade, they would say this word when they could come up with nothing. You always open your mouth, Brittany, but nothing comes out.

-Let's got back to the immaturity thing again. Are you telling me that going around the town and spray painting anarchy symbols is, like, so cool? Gee, sounds like someone that has a bit too much time on their hands while renting a small house from their parents.'

-It's funny about how you tell me to grow up, Brittany. You think it's fun to push new people working at Subway up against the wall to see how they react. I would just dare you to try that with me.

-So, we have a disgruntled fan here, folks. When I stopped reading this girl, she got upset and dropped me from her faves. Fine. I did, too, and found her spending many minutes reading my entries. Obviously, someone misses me a lot but I care nothing about this. Brittany had nothing to say. She was weighed, measured, and found to be wanting. Let's all get drunk because Brittany says that is the way to live our lives with excitement!

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