So I was up until 02:00 this morning doing homework. And made a friend stressed about the assignment that I was told was due, but really wasn't. And... fucking Darfur Banquit. I don't even have words. See, the girl in charge has been a close friend for years. We're calling her K. And she wants to have it in a tent on school grounds. Another good friend, we're calling him C, came up with a long list of why this was a bad idea. I agreed with all of it. C, however, tends to be quite forthright in the way that he states things. And K is wicked confrentational. So... basically a conversation between them would go like this.
C: I hate the tent.
K: *roar!!!!!!!!*

...or something like that. Just...with more words. And more anger. And more awkwardness for me when C mentions that I support what he's saying. So I tried to smoothe things over and explain it to her in a nicer way. Things seemed to go well. Shiny. Then today at the meeting we bring up our issues, and she and her co-directer, D, basically gloss over them and take it right to a vote. Needless to say, we were shot down.

So I just finished editing an email C is going to send to K. And adding some of my own opinions. Because K is a really good friend and I don't want to make her feel bad, because I know she's already doubting herself now. At the same time, she took on the responsibility and included a group of twelve other people. She's gotta be able to handle dissent among the ranks, not just here but throughout her life. And our opinions are valid! ...excuse me, I've got a bit of frustration. Sorry for releasing it upon you all.