Awkward

Marie has been calling me non stop. Ever since lady in the water, it has been three calls every day. Trying to be a good friend, i figured i should just pick up the damn phone. What happen if it was something really serious. what happens if she needs a friends shoulder to cry on. Maybe her and her boyfriend had a spat. Maybe someone died.

I was hoping it was nothing stupid about her boyfriend. As i mentioned all she talks about on the phone is her boyfriend. I'm beginning to hate her boyfriend, her boyfriends name, the idea of boyfriends in general, i'm beginning to hate my boyfriend, who need i say i don't have at this point, becuase i'm afraid he might make me an obsessed broad like Marie. Though it would be very interesting to write things about him, still talking about my non -existant boyfriend here, i would hate to constantly talk about him. I hate him already and i don't even know him

Imanginagery boyfriend(which i will shorten to IB) ate oatmeal for breakfast.
IB made me mad
IB sleeps funny.
I think Ib might have a secret obsession with collecting bottle caps(????)
Oh...IB how i love you.
IB....how i hate you.

If you see any of these written down when i snag a boyfriend, viturally smack me. Seriously. Don't take Art Boy and South African boy in account.

She is driving me crazy. He is all we talk about. Like tonights conversation.

She called me the whole day. My phone was buzzing, i refused to pick it up, until later today when i drove by my old high school and remember that she was the only person i trusted there. We survived together, and i owe her a simple phone call from time to time.

So i called, expecting her to...i don't know...have an issue to discuss. An issue that did not concern that boy, his face, his name...HIM.

And of course what did we talk about:

Me: hey whats up
Marie: Nothing, what are you doing this weekend.
Me:going to a wedding
Marie: really?
Me: Yeah, why whats happening.
Marie:..."boyfriends" birthday is coming up and we are goinng to a water park......

OMG. Strangle me now. For real. Take whatever string that ties this annoying couple together and just take me out. I won't be mad at you.

God i hope i am not like that. But what if i am? I'm too mortified to ponder that right now.

She spent the next moments talking about it, and then the most awkward silence fell between us. AWKWARD. i was literally like

me:ALL-RIGHT(i dragged it out so long) then, i hope you have fun

Marie:I'm going to go eat, i'll call you later.

What has happened to my best friend. What has happened. First Mel Gibson going all drunk crazy on us, and now this shit. i don't know if i can take it. My comfot is slipping away from me. And it has been replaced with crazy boyfriend crazed BBF, Waterparks, and crazy Gibson.

Damn. Time to sleep. I am doped up on medication for my migrane. 48 hours shall catch me another night. I'd rather fall asleep to quirky Sam from Happy Accidents.

Goodnight.