
speaking of scapegoat, I hate being a scapegoat. Do you have anyone who tells a friend, oh no, I don't have it, it must have been been someone else, and then you find out it was in fact them? For example, I have a looonnnggg memory and I can still remember when I was a freshman and enjoying the spoils of my detasseling season when I lost forty dollars in cash in my room. I was frantically searching for three weeks before someone who shall remain unnamed *cough,cough,BROTHER,cough* told me I could quit asking around because they took it and they would pay me back. THREE WEEKS! I was out of my mind thinking I had lost the money in some random location, asking everyone in the house if they had seen it and they knew exactly what had happened! Coincidentally, don't think that I don't remember that you never payed me back you unnameable person.
And how about that person who always says "what? You mean you didn't receive that yet? I sent it to you days ago." And then of course the item miraculously appears on your desk or in your mail in the next 24 hours. ARGH!!! I need a big ol glass of wine and some excellent cheese! That's it! I should go to the vineyard this weekend! Great wine and great cheese all from Nebraska! Alaina will be at her grandparents (Jeff's side) so I can hear the vineyard calling now!
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James Arthur?
Yeah, being the scapegoat sucks.
Think of it this way, you getting booed twice - it's just because you are loved and popular. Yeah, think of it that way!
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