My life ,thus far, has been nothing to complain about.  I don't suffer from incurable diseases, I'm "blessed" to the point where...well let's just go with I'm spoiled (not rotten mind you, but still...more privelaged than some), and I have experienced a handful of things that some would consider exciting/interesting/humbling/character bulding...(pick your poison).  However, I still find in my life the "unnecessary" if you will.

For instance, being a girl, I have come across many catty females who threaten the best parts of my life based soley on their insecurities.  Think of it what you will, it happens, and everyone knows at one time or another it's happened to them, or they've done it themselves (don't try and deny it folks...you're only lying to yourself).  However, I had come to believe that I had passed that stage in my life, only to be brutally slapped in the face by none other than the highest form of royalty found in the drama world, her royal highness, THE DRAMA QUEEN of ALL drama queens.  Not only is there the two faced I-hate-her meet and greets complete with evil, icy glares of death, there's also the mellodramatic phone calls to my nearest and dearest friends made to pull on their heartstrings in hopes of abandoning me and joining the dark side. Let's just say my mates aren't that dim and loyalty is too big of a word for the dim to understand. They say keep your friends close, and your enemies closer, and DAMN I've never been so "close" to anyone. Nonetheless I find myself driving at increased speeds through the city in the middle of the night for god knows how long only thinking about the terrible things I've done to deserve such a person in my life.  I must have really fucked some shit up some where.  But in all honesty, I believe that I am a good person...95% of the time.  I'm not going to lie. I have my moments where Hades himself holds my hand through decisions made in anger or frustration and leaves me to deal with the concequences that make me realize just what a shitty decision that was. But I don't seek out others to make their lives a living hell, or drag down the rest of the world because I think everyone should feel bad for me and be on my side 100% of the time.  I mean everyone has a sob story. Mine isn't that special. So truly, I don't understand what would bring about this kind of person in my life.  It's more than just the dates made to see what I'm doing and with who only to try and blackmail me in the end, and it goes beyond competitive story time.  It's merely the fact that this person is soley in my life to "get in" with my other friends.  I am merely a tool used to gain popularity.  I mean I'm always willing to meet new people but unborn babies know that the Drama Queen herself hates me, yet tries so hard to be apart of my life. Damn, that sounds really vain but mostly this "friendship" is to get to other people. I am just that stepping stool to get her where she wants to be. Stupid Bitch.