That's right, its An. She's back in our classroom and its kind of irritating me. I mean I have nothing against her but seriously, can you and Paul just kiss and make-out so that I can die already. I supposed I'm getting over it, but not really. I couldnt care less when they talk or anyone talks about them. I just kinda blur them out and act like they dont exist. I'm definetly better than I was that day, April 17.I told my self I'll wait two weeks before I talk to Paul and today would make week one. He seems to be doing okay which is good I guess but I wonder what his life is like without me. Anyways Claire told me she saw them getting out of the same car one day. Eww, i know. But I mean like why do I care so much. Oh yeah I know why - I'm a psycho-bitch.
I have to go see my psychiatrist after school today. I wonder if I'll tell her about my overdose. I really dont want to because I know she'll just rat me out to my mother. Crazy I know. I'm 18 so I think she should just respect my wishes. *sigh* kill me. Life is getting harder each and everyday. What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you. I love that line of that song.
It's quite strange, friends, I mean if you guys are alll friends an done friend gets mad at another or hates them now, do you expect a whole group of friends to shun one preson for the others sake. And if so, who do you pick? I suppose it wouldnt be fair to ask you rgroup of friends to do that, but still you would expect them to be supportive and if theyre not then well, you drop them, sorta. And I think I'm going to do that. They don't deserve my love, so I wont give it to them. End of story. xoxo gossip girl
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