So like we were poor and infront of starbucks and i open my wallet because I remember that I had gum but then I found a $100 dollar bill. She thought I stole it, ANYWAYS; we gon’ eat like kings :8)
So some idiot decided to kick a backetball and it hit me right in the head. So the girl was a fucking soccer player and the force was strong enough to knock me off my feet and fall to the floor. So I had a crazy thought of pretending to be like knocked out to see what it would feel like. And I made a small crowd. My friend was like going “Ria! Ria!” and I thought her being worried was really funny so I almost laughed. But when she brushed my hair out of my eyes I asked her, “Did we make a scene?” and she got mad claiming that she was going to cry. But honestly, I liked how the teachers can tell whos not walking or playing but they can’t tell when someone is on the floor and knocked out. -_____-
So like I went to this award thing last night and there were these former best friends (well one of them doesn’t like the other but she doesn’t know) and they were coincidentally wearing the same shirt. So she was like “I don’t like her” and shit and she was asking to switch shirts with people but when she got called to recieved her award she was screaming and cheering for her. And they sat together and stuff. The thing is, I just get mad how people can be so fake to others -.-
So like, I would vent to you saying how butthurt I feel when no one tells me anything because they think “I don’t care” when I really do. You really hurt my feelings. I only made a little sarcastic comment, how do you think I feel when you said, “This is why I don’t tell you things.” Okay, I won’t tell you things either. You say I’m your “best friend” when you don’t even tell me things. Consider us not being “best friends” anymore.