The Shits In My Life Never End

The shits in my life never end. Ever.

Today, I had an interview for a literary school publication (in which Haku is a part of the Editorial Board). Halfway throughout my interview, two of my org mates came to the office: girls who we shall call Postpunk (she's the 15-year-old I've been talking about if you guys remember) and Adventurer. Postpunk is a part of my circle of friends in school, and she was there for her interview as well. Anyway, things were going well until it was time for Postpunk's interview. And that's when shit happened.

For the final part of the interview, the interviewees are required to do this thing called 'Show not tell'. Basically you just have to show the interviewer (and everyone else in the office) that you really want to join the publication without telling that you do. What I did for this segment was to draw symbolic huge eyebags on my face, and then I sucked the ink from my pen. (No big deal, I've done this before in grade school out of curiosity.) So here's what Postpunk did:

Postpunk grabbed Haku and asked him if she could use him as her props. Haku, being a generally easygoing guy, was game about it. It was okay until she started to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants, and then SHE FUCKING PUT HER HAND INSIDE HAKU'S FUCKING PANTS despite Haku's protests.

Right in front of me.

Girls, I don't know. I just don't fucking know. She knows that I'm the jealous type. She also knows that I'm rather sensitive. Why would she do that? Was it because I mentioned her crush's name when the interviewer asked me who my crush from the publications would be aside from Haku? I mean, I wasn't even serious. I only said so because her goddamn crush is really smart and I was merely admiring him for that. In fact, I even apologised to her after my interview. I was completely honest about it and I HADN'T GOT ANY FUCKING HIDDEN AGENDA AT ALL.

So then I proceeded to take the exam, and whilst I was taking my exam Delirium (also a part of the Editorial Board) came to the office. She asked where Haku was and said she's gonna slap him. I don't know if she did; I was trying to focus on my exam after all. Then she proceeded to ask if Mystique knows about what happened. Mystique doesn't; she went home before the interview started.

I feel so fucking betrayed, especially since Postpunk has been saying a lot of things about our friendship lately. She's been saying stuff like, 'You know I'm just here for you' and shit like that. Really now, bitch?

After my exam, I decided to just go away and not talk to anybody. When I left the office, Postpunk gave me this 'innocent' look and even had the nerve to call me with my OLD NICKNAME—the nickname which belongs to another personality of mine. My weaker personality. Well, fuck her. I am not falling for any of her Yandere traps and I am just so sick of her doing things on purpose to hurt me and make me feel jealous. FUCK HER. I don't even care if she's a miserable person deep down anymore. She's a fucking bitch and she hurt ME. Me, of all people. I was there for her when her grades were failing and she had to talk to various people in the campus just so she could enrol again. I was there for her for fucking NUMEROUS times, and she does this to me.

I will never trust children ever again. I am surrounded by fucking IMMATURE people. Well, FUCK YOU ALL.

Oh, and you know she's got a lot of nerve?

So about an hour ago Weirdo texted me asking if I was staying in my flat. It's because Postpunk wants to take a nap and she wants to take a fucking nap IN MY FLAT.

FUCK MY FUCKING LIFE.

Note: I'm not even sure if it's still there, but Postpunk had really strong romantic feelings for Haku. But you probably already know this given the talks we've had last year.

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