32. mon+a=maaaaaaal

I just came back from a's house and well, I kind of never want to see her again.
It's just she's sooo full of herself, has the best clothes, is always the smartest and people like her most (in her mind). I guess I kind of liked her until, well now. In Rhodes I admit, she was starting to get on my nervers because she expected her parents to do everything she wanted and give nothing back. When things wouldn't go her way she would just sit there, sulking.

There's this other thing I really hate about her. She critisises people without really knowing it's hurting them. She critisises EVERYONE. There is not a person she hasn't said a bad word or told the person something was funny about her appearence or character. I HATE IT, when people tell me what they don't like in me, mostly because I don't like it either, I already know it.

One time she said to her mother something like 'Everyone's doing great, well, apart from you'. Her mum then told her she made her really sad by saying this and the very next second she was complaining about how what she said wasn't that bad and that her mother takes everything she says too seriously.

Today she said to me 'Oh God, I look strange. But then again, so do you.' You know, she didn't say it in a jokey way, the way we talk with z, but in a really honest, painful way. And then commented on something else and I was at the verge of shouting 'FUCK YOU BITCH' but I controlled myself and said nothing. I am too nice.

The only moment I enjoyed tonight was when k, her dog, was lying next to me and I was tickling her and then a came and tried to tickle her too but k almost bit her. I felt like laughing in her face, but again I didn't do it and happily went over to get some coke. She treats her dogs as if they were dolls, not animals that needed walking and feeding and caring, nope. All she wanted was to cuddle with them for a few minutes a day.

Thank god, next week we're not meeting up, my mum's at work and a's on a classtrip whoopie!