& you're suppose to be an adult

soo.... you found my blog. congratulations. now what are you going to do now that you've found it? stalk it? see what's going on in my life? be nosy? the only way you could have found it was through someone else and i know who that mole was. i don't know what your point in stalking it was though. because i wouldn't let you on my facebook? you're dang straight i wasn't and i don't know what your little peabrain was thinking sending me that request. also it appears you didn't look over my blog well enough to see that little thing on the side bar that's called a tacker. yea it told me what you looked at, everything you clicked on, how long you stayed on my page, where you live, your ip address. oh yea i got all that info. bet you didn't think about that. so what was your point in going on someone else's profile on a status that didn't even relate to what you posted about. while i have you blocked on facebook did you think that someone wouldn't tell me what trash you were talking about me?! and it was funny how my mother comes to my defense and the post was deleted yet allowed you to run your mouth all over it. they waited THREE WEEKS to say anything to me, three weeks get that? something should have been said the next day! but no instead they wait and email me. they had my cell number, along with my home number. i was never once called yet you go all over facebook so everyone can see. humm... sounds like you just want to stir up stuff. keep running your mouth, go right ahead. talk all the crap about me you want. keep looking like a psycho stalker and keep harping on something that should have been let go weeks ago and about something you know nothing about!! had that cake been "raw" there's no way it could have been decorated. i even showed it to my grandmother, the one who taught me how to make cakes, and she said by no means was that cake "raw". you just wanted your money back for uneaten cake because you over budgeted!! that's like me ordering a cheeseburger from McD's, eating it, it makes me sick and i go in 3 weeks later telling them i want my money back. well i ate it, tough luck!! you want to talk about me being sassy but sure not classy. let's think a minute... you're HOW old, going on facebook, running your mouth to any and everyone who will listen instead of coming to me. yea that makes you look real classy! there's nothing sadder than a lady with no class. the people who know the least about you, always have the most to say.