Orly?

Well I was about to make a different blog but like I didn't feel like it anymore lol. I wasn't really feeling it.
So I'll just do a portion of the blog that I do feel like doing haha. It's basically me saying everything that I feel about said person while I'm at home, or at least the people that cross my mind every now and then. Of course some people's description thingies will be longer than others but like, that's because I think about some more than others obviously. I guess I just go in like random order.

Miles Blount: Hmm. Well, Over the past...
actually no because he hates going first when it comes to things like this.
eh **** it. He'll get over it. <-- something he would say actually. But uhm. Over the past four years i have realized something that is applicable to the majority of my friends. I'm never number one. For example, in 9th grade you called me your number one best friend, but I would always be behind jazz, or tied with like ej or somebody, There was never a point during 9th, 10th, 11th, or 12th grade where I was number one, because I was simply your best friend. It's always because I'm somebody you can fall back on. When andrew didn't work out, I happened to magically become your number one friend again, but i think the root of it all began with that one time you asked me, "why am I never number one?" There was always something there that wouldn't let you accept the fact that I didn't like you as much as justin, and at one period wendy. You would always bring up how you were number three, though I was "one", and pretty much anybody out there that was willing to spend time/talk to youu became your number 1 over me. Not to say that this is all your fault, but there has always been this underlying problem w/ you not being number 1.
I hate that you can't accept that I hate alot of things. Like, It;ps pretty obvious that I'm not the happiest person alive, and not really the nicest either. Even you yourself say I'm one of extremes, so I don't understand why you can't seem to understand my hate for things. You're mad cool, like... the two classes I see you, but even then you'll do some ignorant ****, and I'll just be like wtf. And like your novelty effect wears off too quickly. Like things seem to go from fine to annoying really quickly, but that is because you butcher things...

**** it's late. I'll finish later :/