Okay, I love my friends to death, but after a while I start to...spontaneously combust. Or I'm getting there, at least. Like last Wednesday one of my friends called me at ten something-or-other, crying and saying how they'd told one of my guy friends that she liked him and that he was supposedly dating someone else and how blah, blah, blah, blah AGHHH!
Yep. That pretty much sums up how I'm feeling right now. And I'm thankful for them, because they help me get through a lot of my hard times, but...I don't know. I'm high enough maintenance myself; I don't need them, too!
Sigh. It's a good thing I'm lazy today, because if I wasn't I think I might be able to write a biography titled, "Confessions of a Whiner Who Whines About her Dramatic Friends."
Hmm. Maybe shorten the title? Something to think about, I suppose.
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