Why do people have to make stupid mistakes? The kind of stupid mistakes where they'll get angry if you try to tell them they're being dumb. Even if you do it in a nice, gentle way.

One of my friends is kind of doing that now. I'll call her "Carly". Just to try and avoid anyone getting all "rar" about me talking about this here. Since I'm hiding her name I'll do that with everyone else, too.

So "Carly" is a sophomore, and a few weeks ago I noticed that my birthday buddy (whom I'll refer to as Sammy), was now going out with Carly's boyfriend. Apparently he's her ex-boyfriend and unobservant me didn't notice until last week. I brushed it off figuring him and Carly had gotten into a snit or something. I already knew that Carly never really did have success with having long relationships.

Well, her ex and "Sammy" did seem pretty happy together. I didn't really feel like questioning anything that was going on from her or him. (Besides, he doesn't even really know me.)

Well, this morning on the bus I was talking to one of my good friends. I'll call her Mandi. I asked her why Carly and "Don" had been talking and hanging out so much lately. After all, last year Don had touched Carly in a way she didn't like. She'd used my shoulder to cry on because it had scared her.

This morning was a wake up call for me.

Carly and Don are dating.

WHAT?

Don is a druggy. The stereotypical bad boy that doesn't give a damn about school. Carly struggles her way through school, trying, maybe not her hardest, I don't know, but trying nonetheless. She's innocent. He isn't. She has considerate morals. He doesn't. Not really.

So seriously. Why?

According to Mandi he's changed her some, too. She'd asked Carly what she and Don had done together, and innocent little Carly has done a "partial naughty" with him. What a "partial naughty" is, neither Mandi nor I know. All we know is that it's farther than making out but not "all the way".

I'm worried for Carly.

And I don't think Don has changed. Wanna know why?

He's dating one other girl besides Carly.

Awesome.

Sometimes...I feel like senior year has more stress than it needs. Homework and projects and tests all the time is enough. Why do I have to have even more drama stress with my friends, too? It didn't seem like there was that much drama stress before my Junior year. Or the years before that!

Oh God...I hate drama...

I hate stress...

I hate not knowing how to destress...

Sometimes I just wish I could curl up in a little ball and hide under a rock. Or explode. Exploding sounds good, too.

Or have Kara learn to teleport over here so I can huddle in her lap and pretend, just for a little bit, that nothing is wrong in my life. Or hers, since these are her friends, too.