19 days to go..
It's 19 days away, and I already feel myself tensing up and getting all stressed.
This time of year sucks.
AND THANK YOU FUCKING BOB AND FUCKING BRITT. AUUUGh. Making me all stressed and shit >_<
Britt dun like Bob 'cause he was being an ass because he was fasting for lent and therefore had no food for a while and was really grumpy. He bitched out Chris, and Britt got mad, then now she hates him, and blech.
I don't need any more friends that fight each other, especially my two best friends, so Britt told me she'd be okay with him if he apoligizes.
So I asked him to apologize. He said "no." but then he said that he'd let her hit him - one free hit - basically, she got to punch him and he wouldn't hit her back. Right? right. Well, he said either that or... erm... something I don't feel comfortable repeating here. Basically, it was an ultimatum. An ultimatum. that. I. don't. like. at. all.
So yeah. I told Britt today, and she refuses to hit him. Why? she only has a grudge against him. Her hitting him, as she said, "isn't provoked". she won't hit him because "she's mad at him" and not in a beat-him-up kinda way. TEH HELL?! SO YEAH. I decided an hour later or so to tell her if she didn't hit him, what I would have to do to get them to not hate each other.
And omg. She didn't care.
I was all. dying of anger and stress and EMBERASSMENT and SHE. DIDN'T. CARE. AAAH.
So now my best friend and my other best friend are not in glee with eachother, and that. bothers. me.
Where the hell do I find these friends?! I mean, c'mon...
Britt doesn't like Bob, who doesn't like Becky, who doesn't like Neil, who doesn't like Cassy, who doesn't like Kelly... AAAUGH ITS ALL SO FRUSTRATING.
And then theres the whole I-hate-Shirley thing. Pffft.
This suuuucks.
But yeah. All that stress plus this month is seriously gonna make me die of liek, a heart attack. Or a panic attack. Or a rabid platypus attack.
This time of year sucks.
AND THANK YOU FUCKING BOB AND FUCKING BRITT. AUUUGh. Making me all stressed and shit >_<
Britt dun like Bob 'cause he was being an ass because he was fasting for lent and therefore had no food for a while and was really grumpy. He bitched out Chris, and Britt got mad, then now she hates him, and blech.
I don't need any more friends that fight each other, especially my two best friends, so Britt told me she'd be okay with him if he apoligizes.
So I asked him to apologize. He said "no." but then he said that he'd let her hit him - one free hit - basically, she got to punch him and he wouldn't hit her back. Right? right. Well, he said either that or... erm... something I don't feel comfortable repeating here. Basically, it was an ultimatum. An ultimatum. that. I. don't. like. at. all.
So yeah. I told Britt today, and she refuses to hit him. Why? she only has a grudge against him. Her hitting him, as she said, "isn't provoked". she won't hit him because "she's mad at him" and not in a beat-him-up kinda way. TEH HELL?! SO YEAH. I decided an hour later or so to tell her if she didn't hit him, what I would have to do to get them to not hate each other.
And omg. She didn't care.
I was all. dying of anger and stress and EMBERASSMENT and SHE. DIDN'T. CARE. AAAH.
So now my best friend and my other best friend are not in glee with eachother, and that. bothers. me.
Where the hell do I find these friends?! I mean, c'mon...
Britt doesn't like Bob, who doesn't like Becky, who doesn't like Neil, who doesn't like Cassy, who doesn't like Kelly... AAAUGH ITS ALL SO FRUSTRATING.
And then theres the whole I-hate-Shirley thing. Pffft.
This suuuucks.
But yeah. All that stress plus this month is seriously gonna make me die of liek, a heart attack. Or a panic attack. Or a rabid platypus attack.