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A lot of girls say that they hate other girls, and those are the ones that tend to be my friends. While we all have our moments, I prefer to befriend myself with those lovely ladies who admit and embrace that (sometimes) girls are just plain, old bitches.

Now, granted, like I said, we ALL have our moments. But I've noticed in my wise 21 years that the girls who recognize this fact are actually much nicer than those who don't. All of my close friends have come to terms with this and I love them oodles. But there are so many that haven't, and it's such a pain in my ass.

Let's take this morning for example. I saw JJ's sister this morning when I went shopping (Yes, at 5am on Black Friday). She works in a store with my friend "the Greatest's" girlfriend. Since I was shopping with the Greatest, we went to go visit her - the poor girl had to open at 6am, augh. Anyway, I gave my friend his time with his girlfriend and went to say hi to JJ's sister. And, HEY guess what? It was because I'm a nice person. Yes, I genuinely do like you as a person. No, I was not only nice to you for two years because I was doing your brother. And, FYI, even as years went by that JJ and I were apart, I defended you to your boyfriend's exgirlfriend, who had some not-so-nice thing to say (obviously out of jealousy) about you. That's just me.

(I'm saying "you," but it's not like she even knows this exists, so it's just a vent.)

So, don't go trying to start trouble between me and my friend's girlfriend (the one she works with). Seriously. As soon as we left the store, she went and twisted some of my words to make me look like a bitch in front of my friend's girlfriend. Not cool.

I eff'n hate Staten Island.