Am I Hallucinating?

Good afternoon :)

Sometimes I just can't believe Jane.

She changed my blog!! She CHANGED my BLOG!!! :O

You just DON'T DO THAT.

Well, I don't know if I'm on DRUGS or something, or like, if I'm MENTAL, but I could have sworn Jane was not there with me!!! And PLUS, all those things in HER blog? NOT. TRUE. I'm mean ... God. I want to just kill her sometimes.

Okay, delete. Erase. Erase. Erase. We most certainly do not use the K-word on my blog ... especially not in the same sentence as Jane. Backspace. Backspace.

Well, anyway, I'm pretty angry at her right now. I don't know why she decides to change everything. It's like we're the Hills. I tell it like I know it, and then she goes "OMG!! That like so totally didn't happen!! I'm gonna go EDIT Alice's blog!! Jeez, I so totally like hate when she totally makes me do that!!! *Pout*"

It's like a new Jane. And I HATE it. It's like she's ... like she's becoming Rosemary Blake.

And with Stella! Oh my God, she is SO rude to Stella. Stella's the NICEST person I know EVER, yes even nicer than Jane!! (Posessions aren't everything, JANE) You should have SEEN her today!! Oh my gosh. So Stella was just watching TV today (Modern Family) and then Jane just comes over, takes the remote from her, and switches it to Fashion Televsion. And she's all, "oops!! Sorry, Jasmine -- I mean Stella. Sorry, it's just that you're so similar! It's so weird. Anyway, Marc Jacobs is doing an exclusive interview. Can't miss it! Hope that Urban Friends show wasn't too important." And then Stella kind of sucks in her breath, like she's kinda ticked, but pastes a sad smile on her face and gets up.

AND KNOWING JANE, SHE'S JUST GONNA COME ON MY BLOG AND CHANGE EVERYTHING THAT I JUST TYPED TO MAKE HER LOOK GOOD.

I dare you, Jane. I freaking dare you.

So I'm sticking with Stella for the next few days.

Kisses!
Alice

P.S. Oh, and about Angel ... she's okay. J totally overreacted. I mean, she's starting to go through puberty, or something. Hello, hormones? Don't worry about her. And I ended up giving her the dress. I'm so short, I'm about the same size as her. Now how sad is that?