Google, My Friends and the Drama

I HATE DRAMA! always have and always will, and I feel like its always and forever around me. With my mom, with my grandma, with my neighbors, with my brother. My favorite thing to say is that I work in a Middle School, not go to one, but it seems like I'm a student in this place most of the time. blech. I hate how everyone talks about each other. I hate how things all get tweisted and I especially dislike trying to be pulled into it. Leave me alone. I come here, I teach, I go home, and I come back. That's how I want it.

Let me tell you about one of my friends these days. She's really making me wonder about alot of things. She's become one of my best friends over the past year or so, and I love her lots. we hang out, we talk, we text, we email, etc, but all of a sudden she's become realy suspicious...is that the word I want to use? no, strange about things with her boyfriend and with her friends outside of our group. And Then I get to listen, which is perfectly fine with me. I love that she's comfortable with things to come and tell me, but I worry about whether the way she handles things is normal. I think that's it. I'm just worried about her.

The boys are planning a boys weekend upstate...have fun I say, but apparently now its gonna be in 2 weeks. The same weekend as my first concert with the Band I've been playing with. Which as much as I sit here and think, not a big deal. I think it will become one if Stephen isn't there. Especially because I know my mom doesn't want to go. and I can feel myself getting upset about it, and nothing has happened or been said yet. I have no solos, but I have spent alot of time with it, and I was so proud of being moved to 1st flute (even if I am 4th chair!). To me, this was a huge thing. And I know what will happen, he'll go up and then come down before everyone else so he doesn't miss the concert, and then I'll feel bad, and he'll tell me not to because he wanted to be there because its important to me, thus important to him. Now I start to wonder if I deserve all of it. And my mind gets the better of me, I get upset for no reason...and CUE tears!

Google is fabulous. more another day on that. i have to pee.