Come Play With... Haters (Wonder why I don't want to live in a shared house anymore?/Why I couldn't wait to leave Manchester? This was written a year ago and those mentioned have since been deleted from my life).

The one thing I love about haters, is the fact that despite their incredibly busy schedules, they still manage to find the time to read my blog posts and either slag me off or complain to me about it. Well frankly I could not give a single fuck of what your opinion may be about me or what I write. Because at least I've got the fucking balls to say how I feel, and leave myself open to discussion.

The one thing I hated about school, was the politics, and the strangest thing is, at Mortimer Comprehensive, I found at least, the boys to be far more bitchy and snide than the girls ever were. The one thing I LOVED about the girls at that school is that they gave ZERO fucks about what anyone thought of them. And I loved hearing their stories of sex in the bus shelter by CineWorld (I think it was still the Empire back then or something) and how they would have underage sex with their 18 year old boyfriends in their Skodas after a long evening of driving up and down Ocean Road.

I used to get the odd frigid comment here and there for being in a relationship for the longest period of time in Mortimer Comprehensive history (3 months at the time) and still not going all the way despite the fact that I was still 14. Though, looking back, especially with all the paedophile stories in the news recently, it's actually kind of terrifying how open to sex we were, but the word 'slag' was only really used in passing, but never with true intent because we were just open about it all and we'd have a lot of smashed greenhouses if it was really meant.

The boys were really bitchy because they were always just trying to get into every girls pants, and I received frequent phone calls from a guy I was datings best friend, telling me how much of an arsehole he was in some desperate attempt to try to steal me from him, mind this all died down by year 10, when we all grew up.

But it does appear that while we all grew up, that there are a lot of sad pathetic individuals out there who are still living a shallow life of stunted adolescence. Where all they can do is say destructive comments in order to attempt to bring you down and make you feel bad about yourself.

Well fuck you ALL OF THE PEOPLE WHO SLAG ME OFF BEHIND MY BACK AND THEN BE NICE TO MY FACE AND THINK THAT I AM TOO IGNORANT NOT TO NOTICE YOUR BULLSHIT! I KNOW YOU'RE DOING IT AND IT IS ABSOLUTELY PATHETIC.

What's hilarious too is the fact that you all slag each other off, to me.

Well grow up or fuck off because I'm not spending another year dealing with your childish bullshit.