Feelings and Shit

Right now I have never been more confused in my life.

In other news, me and J were talking about the landmarks of our lives together. Most of them happened in our year 10 english classes. One memory that always brings a larf is when we were in Mrs Round's class (calm down you paranoid freaks she doesn't even go to out school anymore) and she was talking about how disrespectful and inappropriate it was to swear in the presence of a lady. J and me turned to each other with a look of digust and disbelief:

J: Shit!
Me: Those bastards!
Mrs Round: >:c

Har de har. I have another one but I can't remember it. I suppose I should explain the confused part. Stuff's going on in my head right now. But I can't even explain it. It's just like I feel perfectly happy one minute, then suddenly I just want to run away somewhere, or punch something or shout at someone. I don't know. Well, I kind of know.

The other day, J and me were sitting outside next to the tree. It was nice and sunny. J turned to me and said, 'Hey... Do we actually have any real friends?'.

Stupid question, I thought. But then I really thought about it. No J, we don't. It's just you and me. But I really don't care about the rest.

So right now, for me, I only really have J, Sara and L.

I think.