And I'm back again after a while. See, I've been at my mothers and my laptop was being semi held hostage downstairs where she could see everything, and I really didn't want her to see this blog. She has a nasty habit of reading anything and everything I write, and that includes locked diaries by the way. Blech. But, I don't really want to talk about my mother.
I just wanted to give an update to anyone who reads this, or rather actual news instead of an introduction. But I guess I better finish with the background, shouldn't I?
Well, I guess I left off with my ex-best friend, and I never really did explain my mother, did I? Well, I guess this all started in 8th grade. I became really close friends with this one girl at my school. She was kind of bitchy, but I was okay with that. My best friend never liked her. My new friend had been awful to my best friend on elementary school, and my best friend can hold grudges for a really long time. So fast-forward a year and the three of us have gym together, along with a senior who, to put it nicely, was the school slut. She was a pretty nice person though. Well the four of us became friends, and the (now not so) new friend and I started texting each other a lot. Well once day she sends me a text message saying she'd shoplifted. What neither of us knew was my mom had been reading my text messages. So my mom told the school, and she nearly got expelled. She blamed me, and kept blaming me even after I told her the truth. At the same time, my mother stuck me in therapy since she thought I was depressed. Honestly, I probably was a little bit, but her sticking her nose into my life wasn't helping matters. Anyways, now two years have gone by and we're talking again, more because there's no one else to talk to in out Lit class, but that's okay. I've missed her. I don't know how to explain to you in a way that won't make me sound crazy, but I wish I could be more like her in some respects. She tells people exactly what she thinks of them and doesn't let herself get pushed around, while I'm a complete push-over.
So my best friend is upset with me that I'm talking to her again after she ignored me for two years, and my other best friend doesn't like her either and says that she's the new school slut (when she's not. That's some sophomore) and a bunch of stuff, but she's actually kind of nice.
If you want the truth, I'm not really best friends with my best freind anymore. Either of them. I've been hanging out with the sophomores a lot this year, and lately a couple freshmen. Oh, and a couple other friends of ours, but aren't really in our "group". They're in the band. Surprised?
So now I'm at my dad's, which means I have a bit more freedom, and I have the entire house all to myself most of Thursday. Only part because I'm getting dragged to New Moon. The only upside? Taylor Launter or however you spell his name. Goodness that guy's good looking.
So I guess that's all for now. There is some important stuff I wanted to talk about, but I'll save those for later. Adios!
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