Lalala DRAMA
I rarely get this sincerely pissed off at my friends, but this is a level of ridiculousness that’s entirely over my head. Two of my close friends have decided to start hating each other, and, naturally, I’m caught in the middle. Because I’m being fought over.
WTF YOU GUYS. I thought we left the fourth grade YEARS ago.
Guh. I normally wouldn’t care so much, really; I’ve dealt with having friends at each other’s throats before, and I’m totally over it, because it’s their own fucking problem. But if I’m going to get pulled aside and told that it’s my responsibility to get involved and fix it, then yeah, I’m slightly tweaked. Because frankly, Anna, I don’t CARE if Gabby is mean to you when I’m not around and is constantly dragging me away from you, and frankly Gabby, I don’t CARE if Anna gets on your nerves and you’d rather watch the latest God-forsaken episode of Bleach without the company of my other friends. LEAVE. ME. THE HELL. OUT OF IT.
Christ. I’m about ready to lock them in a goddamn closet until they’re over it. I have my own problems to deal with before I worry about yours. Jerks.
...Oh yeah. I have to sing a song in spanish at school on Friday for a crappy fake Cinco de Mayo celebration; Gabby's going to play the guitar. I really want to sing, but I'm starting to wonder if I should tell her I won't sing with her until the two of them fix this crap.