My son learned one of the sad facts of life today: If you're not popular (and possibly if you are,) one of your friends may dump you to join the shitheads who pick on you. This is heartbreaking to see, as he is such a good kid. Sadly, there's not much I can give in the way of advice, except, "Learn how to live with assholes." Someone should teach a course.
Some thoughts that keep me awake:
Does The Number of the Beast (666) really mean the decimal equivalent of 2/3, such as .666? I know it should be rounded up to .667, but .666 would have been easier for St. John of Patmos to remember.
From Robert Anton Wilson's Schroedinger's Cat Trilogy: A chicken is just an egg's way of making more eggs. Meditate on that one for a while.