Remember how I mentioned in my post yesterday about not being friends with this person anymore? Turns out another friend read my blog and thought it was about her. Argh.
Look at the nice telling off I got this morning:
She was so mad at me she even misspelled my name!
What a way to get myself into a pickle. Classic Sooch.
It’s hurtful though. When you’re friends with someone and they tell you that you’re not good at anything but ranting, while they’re administering a tetanus shot into your deltoid. WHICH IS PAINFUL ENOUGH BY ITSELF. It’s just that I was friends with this girl. I got her birthday presents and gave her makeovers. What did she do instead? She lost me an instagram friend whose makeup collection is to die for. Ugh!
(And she is terrible at giving people injections.)
Also it’s not even remotely chilly out here. And I’m wearing sweaters and red lipstick to make myself feel better.
Has the same thing ever happened to you? You were referring to someone and someone else thought you were talking about them?