Location: The Couch
Listening to: Um...I'm too ashamed to say....(but it may start with a HighScho and end up with OlMusical2...)
Days til College: 57
Little known fact: The patron saint of artillerymen, explosives, and lightning is Barbara. Considering today is Independence Day in the good old US of A which is often honored with 21 gun salutes by...you guessed it! artillerymen and the nice, explosive type of fireworks, and as it is also storming right now, my friends and I deemed the 4th of July "Barbara Day" instead.
This week has been kind of lonely. I just wrote out a whole summary of exactly what happened that made it that way, but it all seemed really stupid when I said it all. Mostly, I'm sick of having friends gang up on me and make me feel stupid and unimportant.
It's really weird, but I have to put up with this a lot. I'm ok with my friends giving me shit for stupid things that I do, because there's a lot of material to work with. And it can be funny. I'm only human, so I make mistakes. So what? But for some reason, a lot of people I hang around with like to take these little flaws and stupid things I do or say and turn it into a huge personality defect. They give me crap about it over and over and over and don't stop, and it makes me feel like I'm two inches tall. And when I say something about it or point out what they're doing, the most common response is, "Oh, quit whining."
Great friends, right?
The fact that I also seem not to exist to them anymore is also fantastic. Last night I literally spent 40 minutes in a tent with my two best friends and didn't have a single word spoken to me until I stood up to go use the bathroom.
Sorry for being so depressing. I'm just in a weird funk. I feel like I don't fit in anywhere. Everyone is all coupley and, even if they deny it, they're definitely making their significant other a major priority over everyone else. Which I get, because there's only two months left until we move off to college. But we're all moving. Not just them. I want to see everyone all the time, but they don't have the time to.
Aggghhhh. AngstAngstAngst! Haha. Ok. Rant over, I think.