If only mental detoxing were as simple as physical…

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Man, I can’t wait until you’re done with this portfolio. It’s been way too long since I’ve seen you and we’ve watched The Pirate together. And then we’ll follow it up with The Clock.

On Christmas presents: Friend: Oh, by the way—I bought you a present for Christmas.
Me: WHAT?? OH DANG IT, WHY??? YOU DIDN'T NEED TO GET ANYTHING FOR ME, NOW I FEEL LIKE I HAVE TO BUY YOU SOMETHING TOO OR ELSE I'LL BE THE WORST FRIEND IN THE WORLD BUT I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO GET AND...WHY ARE YOU SPOILING ME????

On Halloween costume parties: My friend: "Wait, you're not going as Judy Garland??"
Me: "Pfft, no!! That's what's everybody is going to be expecting!"
My friend: "Yeah, you've got a good point."
Me: "Still, there's always next year..."

My week is gonna be hecka crazy. I have school Monday through Thursday, so there’s work and assignments that I have to do for that. Then on Wednesday I’m going “supply” shopping with said above friend to get prizes, food, and party materials, Thursday we’re getting the house ready and prepping food.

THEN FRIDAY. Going over for more party work, then I go over to ANOTHER friend’s house to help him with his costume, then we’re going to a haunted house that evening.

Saturday is the Antiques and Collectibles Fair that I simply MUST go to, then I rush home, don my costume and get to the Halloween party that night.

Oh, and I’m sick right now, so I’m hardly lucid. :P

IT’S GONNA BE THE BEST WEEK EVAR.

I know I’m an impatient person, and I need to work on that, but I’m getting tired of some of my friends using me as a platform to dump all their troubles on. ESPECIALLY their romantic/relationship problems.

I like being confided in. I always tell my friends I’m here for them. But once and a while I’d like to be selfish and talk about how ~I’M doing as a change of pace. I especially resent it when they go on and on and on about someone they like not liking them back, or a falling out, or whatever, I try to help them as best I can, and by the next day, they’re RIGHT BACK to where they were before.

Perhaps it’s egotistical of me, but I resent it so dang much when I’m treated as a pack mule, and the pack mule is paid no heed.