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Okay, so, I'm still not talking to Dest, nor have I finished telling her what is on my mind. But, the whole thing with Chris was resolved when I talked to him about it.
I found out who he was thinking about, and it is more of an insult to me than anything. Heehee.
So, yeah, going against every bit of help everyone offered to me, I am going back out with him. I really want this to work. He is my best friend, closer than Dest--considering the past year.
Mr. Haase is looking at me funny now. Today, in band class, he asked me how I was doing (which is a shock, normally all I get out of him is a nod and a greeting) and if I was feeling better. I didn't lie to him. He must have caught the Evil Eye I used while staring at Dest's boyfriend.
Eric thinks that I was the one who went to Guidance and told about him cutting himself. I WISH! Jesus! If I knew that Dest cut herself, I would have ran down to the fucking Social Worker. I only found out when she tried justifying the chaos from yesterday.
She said that she was working on the cutting part--but look how that is going. As soon as her boyfriend doesn't answer her, she runs off and pulls that shit-again.
I'm so mad at her, it isn't even funny.
All of this tension is making me shake. I was working with Heena in Math Class, and I was holding the page so I could flip it back and forth. Heena started yelling at me because I couldn't hold the fucking page still. So, I told her to shut the fuck up, and she just stared at me like I was the Devil.
I don't care. Me and Heena have a love/hate relationship. We love to hate each other. heehee.
So, yeah.
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