Yesterday during lunch, I was at the library behind the desk. There was this one girl that started to play around with me and whatnot and we started to talk. Then she started to boast about how her mom was a campus supervisor at the school. I admit that I giggled, an INNOCENT one. She then took that saying that I didn't believe her or something. I actually did.

Then she went outside for a while and came back telling me that her mom was waiting outside for me saying that I was making fun of her and calling her a bxtch and blah blah blah. Oh please. Why would I even do that? She kept on raising her voice at me telling me to go saying I'd get detention if I didn't, but I didn't go. I wasn't going to get yelled at and get punished for something I never even did. I'm still wondering at this point while she's trying to get rid of me the first day we even met. Life's too short to be dealing with idiots anyways.


Last night, Cami celebrated her birthday bringing beer and shots home. I actually got scared and uncomfortable, because she started to be a hot mess dragging herself and tripping. She runs into walls. Shoot, she even admitted it was the most drunk she's ever gotten. I had to carry her upstairs to go to sleep because of her safety. It was getting out of control.

I'm worried for her. She's obviously going to have a hangover today. At least she'll get time to sober up thanks to the fact she has to go to work at 2:15.

Now to decide on my breakfast. Cup of Noodles? A sandwich? Froot Loops?