Friends

So, I pretty much have the best friends in the world. I know everyone says that, but it's actually true. Now that one of my best friends is working, it's pretty hard to get together. So, between my pretty hectic school schedule, her working schedule, and my other friend's rock climbing schedule, it sucks. But when we hang out, we have so much fun. We make videos of us goofing off and we make parodies of movies and shows. Anyway, that's what I wanted to talk about today. Kind of boring, but I'm in a boring mood....the only thing that takes the boredom away is watching my favorite show about other friends, which is correctly titled Friends. Chandler Bing = the funniest (and my favorite) character ever. Phoebe Buffay = crazy and awesome. Joey Tribbiani = the epitome of cool. Rachel Green = what character had more stylish clothes or better hairstyles? Ross Geller = kind of whiny but I loved his relationship with Rachel. Monica Geller = the character I relate to more than any other character...ever. Anyway, that show rocks. :)
-MOT

Just finished: Save the Last Dance and Titanic
Watching now: Because of Winn-Dixie
Excited to see: The Last Song (Nicolas Sparks is amazing)

So...

Let's see...I said I'm going to write about feelings. So, here's how I'm feeling. It's pretty normal for a 17 year old girl, I guess.
There's a guy that I went out with....I liked him a lot when we were going out...not so much anymore. Sometimes, I want to stab him with something sharp...not kill him...just hurt him very badly. Maybe put him in the hospital for a while. And I swear, I'm not violent. That's just how stupid and aggravating he is. And my problems with him isn't that he's too goofy (which he is) or that he's around all the time (which is also true). It's that he hangs out with my friends. They wouldn't even know him if it weren't for me and now he considers them his friends and thinks they'll be loyal to him. They're still nice to him...part of me is happy for that because I don't want people to think I'm bitter, but the other part of me wants them to hate him and be mean to him. I don't know why. I don't like it when people are mean to other people...but I wouldn't mind every once and a while someone slapping him or something....like, maybe me slapping him. haha Anyway, that's all I kind of feel like talking about. If I post anymore, I might get mad...or even madder. Wait...is that a word?

Just finished: Never Been Kissed
Watching now: The Thing Called Love
Excited to see: When in Rome