Sometimes I Wish...

My friends would be happy for me. Friends, more like friend. Just one singular person. My friend. The person who considers themselves to be my "best friend". Not only is she not my best friend anymore, she barely seems like a friend at all. I can't bring my boyfriend around her because she doesn't want to feel like the "third wheel" even though my boyfriend and I aren't into that. She also doesn't want to be around him because she doesn't know the people we hang out with. If you hung out with us, you'd know people. A couple days ago I also found out that I had been considered by two radio stations for an internship this summer that I have to apply for soon here. And she didn't even say anything about it. Not even that she was happy for me. My boyfriend and his friends expressed more happiness for me than my own friends did. That makes me so sad. Maybe I just don't have any real friends anymore at all. Besides my boyfriend and his friends. Ugh.