Its been almost two months since my last journal. Thats pretty intense for me. My life has been all over the spectrum in that time. Ive gone from the happiest I've ever been, to back to depression, and back, and god just all over the place.

My best friend who i met last year, who was like a kick ass mom for me for like... several months, has completely turned on me. She takes every oppurtunity to flip out on me and bitch me out. God its so infuriating. It definatly culminated about two weeks ago.
It was supposed to be guys night that saturday. We had been planning this for..... idk about 3 weeks. We had recently picked up DnD, and started a campaign three weeks prior. We had been constantly delayed and we couldn't do anything until that particular saturday. So we made are plans and made them clear to everyone. Well. The guys house we were gonna play at (henceforth known as Sean), well his girlfriend decided she wanted to come. Sadface. So we said, "well, if we have to deal with her, lets invite all the girls and just have a party instead". So thats what we did. Unfortunatly, sean got into a fight with his girl right when we got to his house, so we delayed calling the girls because we didn't kno if they should come yet. I had told my "best friend" our intention of inviting her earlier, and she spent the day bugging me about coming over, and I continuously told her, "no, not yet, ill tell you when i kno". And I didnt kno. We were all in the basement, chillin in the sauna cuz its mostly soundproof and we didnt want to disrupt sean's conversation. One could imagine that it would be difficulut to get reception in a basement in a sauna, and one would be right. Well. My friend called a few times, and texted me a few times about coming over. Naturally we didnt know. So, Tony and I go to move our cars cuz they were in Sean's mom's way. She calls when we're moving them, screaming at me about how shes bored and we're not telling her anything and all of this shit. Then she says "we're coming over anyway, and if sean asks us to leave im going to be really pissed". And i said, "its not my house, and theres nothing I can do". So in response she says "you could have been hanging with me" and hangs up. She comes. As she walks down the stairs, i begin squeezing the mountain dew i was until just then chugging. Its coming apart in my hand and I dont even notice. She then says, in the happiest voice "I need to talk to Ross". Im squeezing quite hard now. Tony steps in the way and intervenes for me. She and him leaving, and within seconds i hear screaming and crying. Her friend (who she brought uninvited) told me she was "pretty mad at [me]". At this point, i totally lose it, crush the can in my hand, smash in on the table and start screaming. She backs up quickly. Tony and I leave soon after that, and go to 7-11. It was not until we were in there that we realized I had split my hand open and it was smeared on my forehead. Anyway! The rest of the night was awkward for everyone. It was that night i decided not to put up with her anymore. Im not gonna take her shit. And if she gets mad, oh well. She'll get over it. Because 90% of the time, I didnt do a damn thing and shes overreacting to nothing.

I was gonna share more about my life in the last two weeks. But I feel as tho that is enough for now.