I feel better now.
Tomorrow I'm going to get my money back from Jabrell, and also my camera, then tie up a few loose ends so I don't feel like a terrible asshole of a friend. And after that, away to the hospital I go. God, do I hate hospitals. I can't believe I'm being dragged into one like this...on the bright side, at least I'm not the one on the wrong side of the hospital bed.
I've been caught up in other people lately, so I'm going to just fizzle out for a few days. Nobody'll miss me. :) I'm not saying this to be emo, seriously. Sometimes you've just gotta go away and be yourself for a little while. If you don't, you might start acting out what people tell you to be. People say you're a joker, you'll clown too much. People say you're really quiet, you'll force yourself into voicelessness. People are judgmental. There's no way around that.
So I'm going to just forget about this whole situation with my friends for a while. After all, dark clouds tend to pass on their own.