designer drugs & designer friends

I want to run, really bad. Right now. I want to go outside, and run. Really really really really far. I feel like taking a short break from everything. Like pulling a Forrest Gump and running for like months on end. I'm so tired of highschool. I'm so tired of people. I'm so tired of drama, I'm tired of the word drama. Everything is so juvenile about it. Lunch is fun, though. I like talking to nice boys, more than I like talking to girls. They are always so chill about things. One of my friends, actually two of my friends at the moment, are like obsessed with their boyfriends. I hate that. I hate having every sentence begin with "Oh, and he said... and it was soo cute! Ahh!" OHMYJESUS STFU CONGRATS GO DIE NOW. I've never said anything like that, though. I really enjoy blogging. I've never been able to sustain anything, but I can sustain this. It feels so late, but it's so early. Anyways, nice boys. They are so fun to talk to! Especially fun, nice, intelligent boys. Boys you don't have to worry about. I think I might hate flirting. No, I hate labeling the act. I hate saying "OMG GUYZ SHE WAS TOTES FLIRTING WITH THAT LOSER, ZOMGWTFLOLZ LETS GO SPREAD RUMORZ" oh my gosh, if I hear that I'm flirting with someone one more time, I'm going to smack someone. Like, really really hard. Especially Charley. People are so immature. Does anybody want to take a long long long run with me?