Man, those are some depressing stories to read. My fourth fuckin sucks too. My friend calls me up at 4:30 PM and tells me theres a party at his house, so i tell him i'll be over there around 7:30 or 8:00. So my friend picks me up and we head over to this dude's house. On the way there, we pass the dude and his girlfriend going the opposite direction of his house. So we go to his house and wait for him, and it's just my buddy and me waiting in this dude's driveway with his hippy mom inside chillin. So my other friend who also thought there'd be a party showed up, and i matched two bowls with him. So we talk to the dude who supposidly throwing this party and he says hes in town watching fireworks and picking up this chick. So me and the other two guys head into town, but turns out there's no fireworks and the park is completely empty. So we chill there for an hour and call this kid back, when we finally get a hold of him, he's back at his house with all his friends. So we head back to this dude's house and chill for alittle while. I take some bong rips and then head home around 11, cause i had summerschool the next morning. fuck that. I'm so fucking tired of people. With the exception of a few select people, I want to just leave everyone I know and go make new freinds.