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Dear Irony,

My friend, what did I ever do to make you pick on me? Do you think you're funny? Having one of the few people I don't like invite me to party at my own house is not funny. Having me walk into a hanging iron planter is not funny. Having me lock myself out while yelling at a squirrel is not funny (ok well perhaps that one). Having the boy call me to complain about how he hates watching the girl he likes flirt with others and go out on dates with a different boy every night is not funny. Having one of the leaders snap at me for trying to calm them down about ice cream is not funny.

Leave me alone already. Today was enough for a while, thanks. You're not funny anymore.

Your friend,

The victim in this situation