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Well, last week she could tell I was annoyed, and she thought I hated her over the slightly judgmental thing she said/the face she made. Now she's acting pretty normal, she thinks I like her just as well as I did earlier during the year. Except I'm stewing, which is dangerous.

Oh, and she does that childish copying thing. Like, if I say I like Ke$ha, she comes to school saying she's in love with all of Ke$ha's music, and then says "but I only know like two of her songs." Or, she also took my comment about my family being "a very functional dysfunctional family" and repeats it at every opportunity.

Her tendencies bother me. I didn't notice them as much for most of this year, but now that I see them, they just get to me. She lies/puts things out of proportion for attention, repeats her stories 48267288282 times so EVERYONE hears them, only can be very happy or very upset (no in-between), hangs off me, and we just have different lives. She tries to relate to me, but can't because my family functions completely differently from hers. She is dramatic when doing schoolwork, frequently sighing and telling everyone her thoughts on it, distracting us from our work. She tries to say she's not judgmental, but she is; I've seen it, it was towards my closest friend, and it hurt me. tl;dr the things that make her herself have been annoying me lately, and obviously I can't change who she is to my liking.

Like today. The friend who hangs off me who I suddenly dislike, I was rude to her multiple times today. I wrote in her yearbook that "there have been so many memories together, but I'm not going to write them" and I instead made fun of her choice in college (which I did yesterday too, got the 15 person English class laughing) I mocked her lack of explicit music, and unplugged her iPod multiple times because I refuse to listen to that Glee crap! I mocked this game we played that she made up, saying "WOW CLEARLY A SMALL CHILD INVENTED THIS GAME" I moved my chair away from her, she reacted saying something about how I was leaving her, and I asked if she had abandonment issues. I agreed with the two other yearbook editors that all errors in the book except for a few can be attributed to her because she's the worst editor. I continuously brought up the discussion involving the flirtatious nature of her brother's relationship with her best friend, which clearly bothers her. Basically, these small things don't seem to be that rude, but based on the satisfaction I received from them, I was kind of rude. Which is fine. It's kind of the intended effect.

Oh, here nobody really bothers me that much and yes, with ignore button people can be avoided. But people who love me to death but now annoy me beyond belief are receiving the honor of having me make snarky remarks at them with a smile, so it seems like I'm just making fun of them because they're my friends. Really, I'm just being slightly rude. But it's awesome.

Also, I'm at my prime for sarcasm and humor, to the point that it's slightly rude to people I don't like. It's beautiful.

I skipped all my classes today.

11:37 eh? Still up, ohwell.

11:23 eh? Gon try to sleep. Did enjoy my nap from 3:40-5:20, extended nap would be naice as well.

"A lot could change between now and then. Even your mind."

I tried to text my friend something about fruit ninja scores. It was odd, when the message sent it showed up separate from our conversation. I go look at callback and it's her house number. She doesn't even live at her house during the week. I got automated texts saying the message was taken by someone answering the phone. Oops.

My brother was watching the queef episode of SP, I got the point after about thirty seconds and left.

Any of you want graduation announcements and one of my senior pictures? I'll just need your addresses. And social security numbers. And bank account numbers with PINs. And your identities, anything that could make me... you. I have decided identity theft sounds like a good idea for me to use in order to get money for college.

Ohmy. Having a conversation with a friend about another friend's butt because I have a nice photo of her butt on Facebook. Did you know her butt has its own gravitational field?

So Father's Day. I went to a parade with bestfriend (I don't know, I've probably stated somewhere along the line that she was royalty for her small town last year and did all those small town parades) to watch the parade with her familia and then hang out with her and this guy (who I now hate because I attribute some of the issues within our friendship to him, I Facebook stalk him to make sure his life sucks). So anyway, we get home, and my grandpa is standing on my doorstep banging on the door and yelling. At this point, I'm across the street. He sees me and starts yelling at me, asking where the car is (my mom had and still has his extra car due to vehicular predicaments), and he's visibly drunk. It was great. I don't remember what I told him either because I doubt I said "oh mom is at my dad's house" because that would've made him beyond angry. When I told my mom, she said I should have threatened to call the cops, and actually called them if he didn't leave. Love family.

My dad was just here for dinner as a matter of fact. It's not as weird when he's here (unless he sleeps here) as it is when my mom comes to his house. At least he's live here before. There just seems to be no reason for a woman to go to her ex-husband's new home. Oh, except to drink and party like my mom does, apparently that's an awesome reason. Oh, or to go have Father's Day dinner, like they did last year. Which comes with a story.

My parents are divorced. But they're friends. At my mom's friend's house, they slept in the same bed. Smart 8 year old says "they can't do that! They're divorced!"

>wear stolen sweatshirt to school >receive many compliments >"did Cyndi buy you that?" >"no I stole it from her" >"...even better"

I hate heights but love roller coasters

Feud qaa tyorfvautg NY nose.

There was a cloudburst Sunday morning right when my friend was leaving for work. She drove me home across the street (spoiled I know) and I ran inside. 45 seconds later it wasn't raining and life went back to how it was 2 minutes before it started raining.

Sorry I was busy with the sit-ups.

Okay I did Not thousand

Is 30 enough for tonight?