Where did we go wrong? Eh.

[withat]

I don't understand myself. Why do I act like that? My friends don't deserve that.. I mean, Argh. It's hard for me, you know? In my life, I never had like 549758 friends. And it seems that 4 is like, the max. I hate being surrounded, like too much. Why can't I be off home, ALONE? Or with my best friend? Remember this friend I've been talking about some days ago? WHY CAN'T SHE UNDERSTAND THAT SHE WILL NEVER BE MY BEST FRIEND? That I already got one? And she doesn't even know that MY BEST FRIEND, is my best friend. She doesn't know how much she means for me. Anyways. Guess what I'm doing on Saturday night? YEAH, dinner+sleepover. I could have stand the sleepover. BUT THE SUPPER? Argh. I should tell them, I KNOW. But it's hard.

Dinner's ready & LOST (French episode) at 8. At 9, bedtime. And I'm serious, yeah.