Screw Phone Companies

Mother informed me that we are switching out of Verizon and into Sprint a couple days back.
 Yesterday, she told me that we were gonna go with Boost Mobile because it ran on the same network and had better phones.
 A few minutes ago, she told me that we weren't going to switch at all and I should just find a phone without a data plan from Verizon.

This didn't take long. Most of the feature phones they have listed don't require a data package, even though she told me that any phone I wanted form there would have a data package. Lies. Prevarications, even. DECEIT. Sigh. I did finally find a phone I liked but it was too good to be true. Every review was like "Returning, do not buy" And it made me unhappy.

Midterms tomorrow =P I'M GONNA DO AWESOME. Kind of sucks though, I'm gonna miss knowing people in my classes. They like to screw around with my schedule a lot because my last name starts with w and it's unfair.

When the year started, I only had 3 classes in which I knew people. Now I've come to know a lot of people in each class and it makes me sad that I'm probably not gonna have any of those classes with my friends anymore. The only class that is definitely not getting switched, I say that because it is band and it has to be first hour no matter what, is band, and I know everyyyone. Band's going to be the only good hour. Unfair.

I like my other classes too. There's a girl who sits next to me in my Biology class and she feels the need to randomly tell me all of her secrets and then goes, "Oh gosh I didn't mean to D=" like she has bad secrets. And they're fairly secretive anyways so I guess it doesn't matter. It was especially bad when she broke up with her boyfriend. I'm just sitting there, doing my work, minding my own business when I hear, "Now I'm so depressed... I even cut my wrists that's how depressed I am... Here! Look!" *Looks* "Omigosh is that bad DDDD=?" And stuff like that. Recently she's been falling for some other kid and feels the need to inform of how he has, "Received oral sex more than ten times!" "He smokes!" "He drinks!" "He's in a band! They're having a concert! I wonder if he'll sing to me?" It's so weird, y'know? I've never had someone actually want to tell me about everything that's going on in their lives. It's weird, but I try to be supportive but I don't think it's working. Well, if you can count supportive as, "... That's nice?" Then I'm being incredibly supportive. I had to educate her on how scratching your wrist doesn't count as cutting it and so on, and I would have demonstrated the difference but I'm in a relationship where I'm not allowed to cut myself. And I don't want to ever again because it's icky. And bloody. Bleh.

That was a long paragraph. I think it counts as a paragraph. Whatever. But yeah, screw phone companies. They suck at life.