I really wonder how much longer it will be before there's a shoot-out between me and Uminus (my best friend), 'cause there's gonna be one. I probably should set my affirs in order, as Uminus has incredibly good aim and does not go down easily. The sad thing is that Lumpy and Mussolini will almost definitely be on his side. Well, Mussolini will probably just not be on my side, as she doesn't want to get metaphorical blood on her. This really upsets me, not the Mussolini being non-confrontational, the Uminus and me being on opposite sides, 'cause we were once almost inseperable. But, people change, and now there's so much friction between us lightning shoots off our skin in hot weather. Of course, me and Uminus don't talk about this, because you don't. You avoid the subject at all costs and let yourself drown in awkwards silences. Ach well, there's only one more year: then we'll go our different ways (him on the high road, no doubt) and never lay eyes on each other again. It's odd, how things go round. At one point I wished Uminus would just leave me alone, now when he does I hate him for it. That's most likely why he does it.
Ho-hum.
Ho-hum indeed.
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