*rubs head*

[clo_again]

College is mad. My friend is going out with someone who I - and everyone else - hates so her old boyfriend is going out with someone to irritate her and it's working, and she says it isn't, and the person her ex is going out with should most *definitely* have known better and I'm stuck in the middle because everyone talks to me and expects me to be friends with all of them, and I can't because I'm so pissed off with everything that I just want them to grow up or go away and leave me alone. I don't need them dragging me into their stupid, childish arguments on top of everything else. Laura and Marc are back on Monday, I'm tempted to ask if I can just hang round with them because I have too much work and stuff to cope with, without my "best" friends doing this to me.

I have so much stuff to do this weekend and my parents aren't making it any better. I bought a new top with baggy sleeves and ribbons on the sleeves which was really cool. My mom washed it and somehow managed to mistake the ribbons on the sleeves as unimportant and has cut them off. I hate parents. I don't even know why I bother buying clothes if she's going to ruin them. How can you mistake ribbons on the end of the sleeves as ones used to keep it on the coathanger in the shop? Then she accuses me of buying bad quality clothes saying the ribbons had 'unraveled' in the wash. Just aargh.

I'm totally not in the mood tonight so I'm going off to sulk. Yeah so it may be immature but right now it's all I feel like doing.