conflict of interest...

Sticky situation #1:
So, it's been brought to my attention that being friends/going out on dates with a best friend's ex-boyfriend's friend is probably an issue... Did I know that this was going to be an issue? Partially, yes. However, in my defense, before this whole thing ever even started, I was told that they were no longer friends with this "ex" (whom I hate more than life itself. Him and 'Canadian' rank pretty high on my 'eat shit and die' list). So, I was hoping that it wouldn't really be uncomfortable for anyone. But lo and behold, boys lie...especially when there's pretty girls involved. So last night, me and the roomie and Jake and his friend all went out, drank, had fun, and then that was it. However, anyone who knows my roomie knows that boys fall for her. Immediately. Which raises some issues, yes. Because not only is it one thing that it's me and Jake, but then if roomie and "friend who will go un-named" start talking/hanging out or whatever...then yes, this is a clusterfuck.

Sticky situation #2:
A friend of mine currently hates my guts because I knew more than I led on...by intuition, not from actual hard-core evidence or admissions from anyone. This friend and one of my best friends in all the world have been feuding for a year now, and it's been awkward. Unfortunately, you can't play both sides and come out a winner...and there never was a more true example of that than this situation. Because in the end, I guess I did choose a side. However, like I said a couple blogs back, I am a good and loyal friend to those who are good and loyal to me. I will fight for anyone of my friends knowing that they too have my back whenever I need them. I thrive on these relationships. I need more than a partying-surface level friendship (which, I have a lot of theses...) if you're wanting me to go to serious battle for you. My best friends are just that and more. They are my family down here. They are my rocks. They are the girls I call, without fail, anytime I need someone. They are the ones who rush over, sit with me as I bawl my eyes out in my bed, and tell me the honest to God truth, and then go get my drunk to forget about it all that night. They are the girls that I never have to worry about them saying hateful things about me behind my back. We are girls, we all talk about eachother, I'm not stupid. But I know that anything that is said about me is also said to my face. And vice versa.

I love my friends. Some have been more faithful than others, but I love them all. I don't like being put in the middle of anything. I don't like having to make choices like these. And I just hope, I sincerely hope, that most of you know how important you are to me. Where my loyalties lie in my heart, even if sometimes it isn't as physically visible as it should be.

Okay, the end.

P.S. I wish this other boy would call me...like, uh, now.