I'm going crazy... yet again. There is so much going on with my life right now that it's not even funny... friend drama, boy drama, you name it. Even drama club! I really need to get away...
So my best friend and I have been fighting since October now, and there is never going to be an end to it. It all started over this one kid, M, who I liked, and she knew I liked, I might add, but she went out with him anyways. It was tense, but we were still friends -- kind of... So then, we're at our field band championships and she sends her ex a text, saying "go tell ur f***ing b**** to hang herself." Well, I called her out on it... which was stupid, I realized, because I didn't know the whole story.
It turns out that A, my best friend, had a "traumatic incident" as we'll call it, and the girl who was going out with her ex started calling her psychopathic and nutso just because of this "TA." A started cutting herself and wanted to kill herself. It stopped after a while, but then it started all over again at the championships. Thus ensued the text message.
So I was at a party one night and I stole my friend, S's, phone and started texting A (because she wouldn't talk to ME at all) asking her why she wasn't talking to me and all this other stuff. She said, "S, when you want to shutup and hear the whole story, send me a text message." So I said, "So what's the whole story?" (as S of course). She then told me/S about this "TA" and I started hyperventilating. It's kind of hard not to when you figure out that your best friend had this sort of thing happen to her.
I go upstairs to the dance floor where S is and by the time I reach her, I'm crying my eyes out. I explain to her what all happened and I don't remember what else happened. I texted her back as myself, "A, this is me. I'm so sorry. I was a b**** and I shouldn't have done that. So then she starts swearing her ass off at me and all this crap, which made me cry even harder. She then texts back "I swear to f***ing God... If you tell B about this, I will kill you. She doesn't need to worry." So then I'm crying even more than I did before and I collapse on a chair balling my eyes out.
Everyone comes over and starts asking me, "What happened? What happened?" I can't say, so I just shake my head. So then I started getting really dizzy and I ran away from everyone and went outside. I stayed there for the rest of the night, until my ride came and brought me home. So I tried calling and calling and it didn't work, of course...
It's quiet for a while, but a bunch of people at the party found out about what happened to her because some bigmouth told them all. So now, A thinks that I told everyone about her "TA" when I didn't. So she's been ignoring me, until one day, recently, I go up to her and I said, "A, I think you should know that I didn't say a damn thing about anything to anyone." She just said, "Oh you're cool you're cool"... She was trying to be cool.
So then next day, I come into lunch at school and get my lunch. Now, my other friend used to bring all my stuff to the table that we ate at while I saved her a spot in line. I get back there, and D (B's boyfriend) says, "I would look in your bag." I said back, "D, what did you do?" He says, "It wasn't me, it was A. She spit on your bag and had someone's boyfriend spit his gum into it." Now, that is totally unsanitary, especially with the H1N1 going around. Disgusting. (this practice of leaving my bag unattended stopped after that).
By now, I'm almost crying. I take my friend's napkin and pick up the gum from on top of my BIO BINDER. (Blech. I got a new binder after that, too). I take it over to her table and throw it in front of her. "I think you forgot something." So then, I'm practically stabbing my tray and they're over there laughing. Stupid asses.
So I storm out of the lunch room and go talk to my friend, K, who always knows what to do. She just says to tell an administrator. I'm too nice to tell on anyone, so I don't. But a teacher overhears and tries to get me to do the same thing. I say no, I'll wait until I talk to my parents, because they're the ones that always know what to do. I talk to my parents and they say to ignore her because I'm the better person.
So nothings' been going on since then. I've just been ignoring her and she's been shitmouthing me... Oh well! I am the better person...
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