Gah!...people and life

I seriously don't understand anybody.

One of my best friends came to visit me tonight at work. I thought she was going to her dad's for the weekend, but nay. She told me that her ex-boyfriend from university was down. Okay, backflash. I distinctly remember another one of my best friends telling me that this friend had possibly had sex (which really surprised me) with this ex. So apparently they're friends with benefits? I wouldn't know. I generally end up getting second-hand news and guessing most of the time. Nobody seems to tell me a damn thing. Except Clover. (Unless it's a boy issue, then I'm completely useless, with the exception of a casual suggestion on how I would approach the issue).
Anyroad, apparrently this friend told her mother that she was staying at the other friend's house tonight, when in actually is spending the night in a HOTEL with the EX-BOYFRIEND. Now I dunno about you, dear readers (or reader), but this spells TROUBLE to me. Also friend told me she had a terrible feeling in the pit of her stomach that her mother was somehow going to find out she's not at other friend's house. Honestly? I hope that feels knaws at your stomach all night, friend. BAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!

Also, one of my guy friends is acting weird around me. I don't know if it's become obvious that I sort of like him like him, or what. Last Saturday when we were at a bar for Sunny's birthday, he, his brother, Femmebot and Clover had to leave early because they all had to get up early the next morning, so they all gave Sunny and I hugs before leaving, except him. He gave Sunny a hug, but kind of waved awkwardly at me. So I waved awkwardly back. And then tonight, while friend and her ex-boyfriend were visiting me at the Card Shoppe, we thought we saw guy friend at the bookstore across the hall, so I yelled his name and lo - it was him. He held up the book he was buying and I was thumbs-up and whatever. Then he came over and the four of us discussed going to a bar tomorrow night (which Mati has just ruled out for me; thanks Mum), and suddenly the two of us were arguing about going to see Wall-E. He really wants to see it and I don't, because it looks like a snooze-fest. It was kind of dumb and so were we. I know none of this makes sense, but I feel better just writing it all out.

And then there's the girl I work with at the Factory (Donut happens to be under investigation by the Worker's Comp. Board...so yeah). She's all "I love life and my favourite colour is RAINBOW!" Newsflash: Rainbow happens to NOT be a clour, but is a multitude of colours, you clod-headed twit. Honestly, from what she's told me, apart from her "fantastic boyfriend," her life sucks, so I'm not sure how she can be so damn happy all the damn time. Maybe if I had a boyfriend I would understand this? But as I do not, I don't.

I used to think of myself as an optimist, but I do clearly see now that I'm a sarcastic pessimist. Who's 19 and has a damn curfew. I ask you! I also admit that I'll probably die alone and all any ever thinks I care about is the Beatles and my dogs. I think not. Whatever.

*sigh*

Rant completed.