High School drama is SO exhausting

 

So MONDAY! Monday was quite the adventure. One that I'd rather have not been subjected to, but hey, since I'm part of the cause of the whole mess.

The 3rd party narration will not continue here, though I must admit it was much easier to write that way. There's a whole lot of storytelling involved with Monday's predicament, but I'm actually pretty bored with it now, so just to end the story, here it goes.

Monday morning, M came and watched Phantom of the Opera with me and towards the end was complaining of knots in his back, so I began to try to work them out (after all, what else am I good for?) and he began to get somewhat cuddly with me again. (WTF) He leaves to go shopping while waiting for a meeting he had with Dee and Dollface before meeting with the Missionaries for a discussion, pizza, and then FHE. I'm getting ready for school while everyone is coming home and J even came. While they're waiting for M, Dee gets a call that he has T with him.
Loud groans issue forth from Dee and Dollface. I laugh and leave the room. I text M, "So how's your girlfriend?" (Because really, that's what she is now, right?) Instead of getting a reply from him, T actually texts  me.
T: Why is everyone being so rediculiously [sic] stupid?
[The snob in me immediately pushed her down in the mud and skipped away. Dueling with an illiterate? Please.]
L: Because we all like to play along.
(ZING! Come on, you have to admit that was a good one.)
T: play along...
L: You got it, sugar.
T: with what....
I left that text unanswered because, honestly, if she doesn't get it by now, there's really no point. I'm still getting my stuff together for school when the apartment empties and RavenHaired One comes in looking upset. Somehow Dollface has upset her, hanging up on her and driving off without really explaining why. Upon pressing for details, it turns out that everyone drove off in a frenzy to go save T.
It seems that M had flipped out on her and she was freaking out and there was talk of a therapist (?!) and she was threatening suicide (?!?!?!) and M left her and now everyone had to go save her.
....WHAT?!
I call M and ask what's going on. After beating around the bush for far too long, he tells me that when he'd called, T asked why everyone was acting dumb and he, oh brilliant one he is, said, "Well, it's because they don't like you." IDIOT. BOKE. DUMMKOPF. BRUTE. AND IN ANY OTHER LANGUAGE YOU CARE TO SPEAK.
"WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT TO HER?!" I'm still in complete disbelief.
"Well, I'm not gonna lie to her," like that's a good excuse.
"NO! Don't lie to her," I really have to explain this? "Tell her you made plans with other people and you had to take her home!"

Which resulted in a lecture on respecting the plans you make and the people with which these plans are made. REALLY. Does one really have to explain that if you make plans with A and you know A dislikes B [immensely] that it's NOT the best idea to then invite B? Ugh... drama drama drama.

T gets saved by those who do not enjoy her company, which ended up in a new lecture to M, about the character of his friends, that not only were they still willing to go to this meeting despite their dislike for T, but NOW they're off SAVING HER. His friends really are a lot better than he gave them credit for. Geez.
Blah, blah, blah. I go to class and I hear from JB that FHE went over well, and that T was all over M like stink on poop. Again. Seems things got cleared up. Though I do vaguely recall M telling me that he can't deal with crazy girls, since all his exes were crazy and he just can handle any more crazy. (I would think that a girl talking of suicide because a few people don't like her is crazy, but that's just me, apparently.) "She can have him," I said to myself, "if he's idiot enough to take her like that, I'm over it. I find idiots so VERY unattractive and that's all he seems to be at this point."
I get home and talk to Dollface and Ravenhaired One about the situation and Ravenhaired One asks me why I care about M so much, he's a doushebag. True, I admit, he made some bad choices, but --- "Some bad choices?! He MADE OUT with T when they went bowling and then got snuggly with you on SUNDAY! He's trying to play you!"

Ah. Yes. Doushebag indeed. I can forgive that one may come from the society in which making out with multiple partners is acceptable (though I do not find it so) but I cannot fathom a society in which not only is that acceptable, but then to mock your smoochy-face partner later in the company of others! True, I never defended the girl (obviously) but if you're going to suck face with her, I'd at least expect YOU to!

Oh well. Glad that's over.