Doom.

My best friend's boyfriend is doomed. Big time. Unless, of course, he can think up a really good apology, an equally good excuse, and find an even better peace offering. This is what he gets for dating a mad woman.

I was there when the call that doomed him came in, honestly(I was sleeping over, though I've been trying to figure out for a long time why they call it a sleep over when nobody sleeps). Boy, was she mad.

Luckily, she had a way to take out her anger: playing Super Smash Bros. Brawl(as is per usual). Of course, this meant the rest of us(me, her 14-year-old sister, and her 7-year-old brother) never stood a chance, but oh, well. I mean, she won at one point without losing any of her stock(it was set on 5) when she was against all three of us at once.

Now that I think about it, maybe that's how she got this boyfriend so well trained . . . The woman is scary when she's mad to me, and I've more or less gotten used to her after being friends for 8 years.

But then, all of my friends are crazy, so you'd think I'd learn . . .

Stuff . . . No Further Explanation

I don't think I'm the only one who has a friend like this . . . The type that really does NOT need an energy drink, but usually has one anyway? Yeah, that's one of my best friends.

Honestly, I kind of prefer her when she's hyper. When she's hyper, she is happy. When she is not happy, doom be upon me. Us. Whatever.

Dunno if her boyfriend is as fine with it, though. I mean, she'd had 2, and I repeat, 2 energy drinks before a really boring assembly(why do they make EVERYBODY go to an assembly that's more or less only for the good of the seniors?) and she sort of wrestled her boyfriend in the bleachers so she could steal his watch, and put a little braid in his hair. O.o He didn't get the watch back by the time we were on the bus.

My friends be most weird.

Graduation

One . . . Week . . . Left . . . *dies* AGH! Well, I don't know whether to consider three friends of mine lucky or not, since they are seniors and their last day was today(I'll be junior next year, which is 11th grade to those who don't know). Well, they get out of school, but . . . THEY ARE MISSED.

My group of friends isn't that big(I'm picky, so sue me. I like people I can be comfortable and crazy with, so it narrows down the pickings), and now a few are gone. Only one of them is within walking distance of my house(long walk, maybe, but still).

I guess I'm just saying that I feel a little lonely already. And, well . . . I have to admit, thinking about how they're graduating and moving on with their lives gets me to thinking about how I've only got two more years left of high school, and then college, and then I go out on my own . . . It scares me a little, I guess(never think like that right before bed, trust me).

Don't get me wrong. I'm all for living my life, I have my hopes and dreams, but when it comes right down to it, I know how hard it'll be, how lonely I'll get, and how much more difficult it'll be when I'm an adult and my friends have moved off in different directions too.

Yeah, I get sentimental. Not gonna change any time soon.