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If it's not one thing, it's another.
So. Been trying to ignore the whole Bev thing for a while (hard to, when a friend stabs you in the back and steals from you, huh? I know...I told you guys I would post about it all, and I didn't. Just didn't want to talk or think about it, but I'm most likely going to post something now) and out of the blue, Meg calls me. Apparently I've "hacked" into Bev's e-mail. Bah.
Isn't that just like a drama whore. When nothing 'dramatic' is happening in her life, she starts something else. Bah.
Going to go out for dinner with Allan, I think. Too angry to even think straight. It's days like this I wish I never would have stood up for her against Ryan. The more I think on it, the more I think she was at fault there. Another manipulative weasel attempt to move from one friend group to another. Meg was saying something about someone else mad at her. Wouldn't be surprised. When it comes to people, she's just like her mom. Nice and everything until there's nothing she can get out of them. Then they call the cops. Yeah, seriously.
So. When Bev finally got her stuff when she moved out (mind you, she came to my door wearing a set of headphones and holding a notebook [Edit: Forgot to say what was on her notebook. A list of all her stuff she had 'left' here. Isn't that pretty suspicious?]) she looked surprised to find her stuff already bagged up.
Yeah. I had moved her stuff out of Allan's rubbermaid storage containers into trash bags. Exactly how she had brought them INTO our house. Well, when I was moving stuff...I found out she had stolen some of my stuff. Weird stuff. Like my brand new black sports bra and a few other things. And 8 (yes, Jenna even counted) half drunken water bottles (which the water contents belonged to Allan. He bought them, and specifically asked if even I wouldn't drink them. XD We have our own foods and stuff like that, as most couples do). On top of it all, we had caught her eating our food (which she was supposed to be paying for her own, hell, we weren't even charging her rent or for bills. The only thing I was charging her for was $10 a week to drive her sorry ass to and from work. What else would she pay for?!). So, as I said, she knocks on the door. Already, I am so angry at her I am shaking. I drop her stuff off to her, and return the movies that I borrowed from her mom. Her mom wasn't even in the middle of it, so I didn't want her involved. Hell, her mom's said worse about her than any of us ever could. The first year she skipped out on everybody at AWA, her mom called and bitched about her more than even I ever could. (Long story there, not going into it)
To make a long story short, she accused me of stealing some of her stuff. Stuff that apparently (and only for the first time) had she left at our apartment. All her PoT stuff she took EVERYWHERE with her, even if she was staying somewhere over night. Huh. Funny there.
But, to make a long story short, they called the cops on us. O.o; To let her come into my apartment and search for her 'stolen' items. Personally? What everyone thinks is that she was going to try and claim more of my stuff as hers, with a cop there to sanctify it all. Which would have been hard, because I keep all my receipts anyway. When I finally just had enough, I asked if the cop could escort her out. As her mom tells me she'll see me in court. Bah. Another load of shit. I swear, if her mom can sue someone, she will try and sue them. *rolls her eyes*
Although, I did find her Weiss movies later (which I do feel bad about, because I thought I had put them in the bag) and mailed them to her old address. Hopefully, they had their address set to forward it, because I was not about to talk to her again. I want nothing to do with her again.
Oh, another funny thing. The same night she 'moved out' was the same night someone broke into my car. Note, I did call the cops and they're pretty sure it was them. They took finger prints and stuff like that (I know, it's silly, but because we had a certain amount of money put into a stereo system in that car, they thought it was wise...prolly milking the county for money XD). They said they'd call if they found out anything. It doesn't matter, I'm not petty enough to press charges like they would. BUT I would never have done that in the first place. It's a stupid, pathetic thing. What are they going to get out of it anyway? Our car was broken down, and the actual stereo face was in the apartment. The alarm was supposed to be on, but for some reason...it wasn't. Stupid electrical problems. @.@;
Either way. There's a lot more, but not in the mood to type it all. I've had my rant, and she goes back to the back of my mind where I don't want to think about her at all. To make it all short, all I want to say is that I felt used and betrayed by someone who I thought was my friend. Who continues to look for ways to attack me, even though I don't want to ever think about her. The more I dwell on it, the more it's going to turn out to be what she wants. A world full of drama that includes her.
/rant over.
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