Crying Over Nonexsistent Nothingness

Being a petty teenage girl, the topic of conversation with my friends is usually...surprise surprise....guys, and this gets on nerves. Sure, middle school is exciting; a wink or smile in the hallway might mean that the opposite gender thinks you're...nice, but I absolutly hate it when girls rant to me about how there life is over because they don't have a boyfriend. I was just with a friend today, lets call her Angie, and she was practically crying because a boy we know "likes" her. Crying! Crying because, "she wasn't sure if he was the one for her", as if it mattered. We're in eighth grade, for crying out loud (hehe, punny)! If you "like" a guy in eighth grade, you're probably not going to be with him forever and ever and ever. You know, unless you're in a cult. All I'm saying is you don't need a boyfriend to make you happy. You're life isn't going to be over if you're single in eighth freaking grade....unless you're in a cult