don't test my gangsta.
that is my motto this week because i've had about 5 people say it to me in the past 2 days. lol. anyways.. umm these past 2 days have been alright i guess. i was really excited to be back at school yesterday, and YES he was back. lol. i was having a great day until i found out that a friend was talking about me in the commons before i got there. what he said wasn't even bad, its just the point of it all. he sits there and says he hates it when people talks about him behind his back, but he talks about others behind theirs. he's quite a hypocrite. he said that i always try to talk to him, but he never really wants to talk to me. which is bull. i only initiate a conversation with him about once a week. and thats only if i need to tell him something or ask him something. in a way i feel betrayed because he says to my face that i'm one of his closest friends and that he can tell me anything. well obviously he can't. oh well. i was going to go off on him.. give him a piece of my mind. but i decided not to. i just decided to be really nice to him. that way he'd feel bad for talking about me. oh well. its his lose if this causes the friendship to be over. *FYI he's done a lot more than this so its not like i'm being a baby* on the other hand. i'm one stressed out girl. yesterday it was worse but i finished my research paper, so now the load isn't as much. BUT i have to read 32 pages in Fahrenheit 451 along with other homework and do a string art project. but am i doing any of it?? noooo. i'm updating my journal and talking to people. of course. oh well.
sara. <3.
sara. <3.