It has come to my attention that recently, I have been losing a lot.
Arguments, insults, all the usual stuff my friends and I enjoy 'competing' with each other in.
I would like to explain and defend myself by saying that I can't be bothered n dont care anymore. But that would be lying. It seems I have lost all sense of wit, bar very infrequent moments when I redeem myself through a particuarly cruel insult. I had one today in French class, and it was recieved by him laughing and saying 'you wouldn't expect it, but you can be really nasty sometimes hahahaha' lol. For a long time now I have prided myself on putting others down. Something it seems that others are becoming increasingly better at, and I am slowing down. Much like my height ¬_¬
What has brought this to my realisation, you probably aren't asking. Well, it finally hit me after weeks of bad jokes and insults, when I insulted Joshua, of all people, with the crappest insult ever. That's right, I couldn't even beat Joshua's comeback. (No offence Josh)...(actually, go ahead and take offence lmao). Ladies and Gentlemen, I truly have lost all sense of wit and sarcasm. Unless Cliodhna says something, but she's too easy a target.
My question is 'WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYY??????' I've got years and years of experience of being mean! And yet it seems I have lost all reputation for it! Only Britney Millar ever cowers when i come near now! Is there some sort of psycological explanation for it? Cause if there is there's bound to be a drug...
Well, I think it's clear I'm a sore loser, so this losing must stop.
It must stop for my good, and the bad of your self-esteem!
But I promise this....I will regain every tiny shred of insult and sarcasm, every crumb of wit and spiteful comments, and will be Clara, Girl of World Domination, ONCE AND FOREVER AGAIN!!!
this post was a little bit over dramatic....but I always did enjoy playing the villain in drama....always has a cool cape...
Mystery Cat update:
According to Connor via Nicola and an apparent youtube video, Mystery Cat is most likely a FOX. this makes sense as i have seen a fox in the garden before. and my mother claimed to have seen a large ginger cat outside her french doors, coincidently at the same time as when her glasses were missing.... and I use my blog name finally.... Coincidence? I think NOT!
Mystery Cat/FoxCat, I truly am...ON TO YOU!
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