So I thought that my day couldn't get any worse, well I was wrong. On top of all of that shit that I'm feeling the family shit and whatever it is I had the worst lunch I think ever.

B and I eat lunch together almost every day. And it was horrible. There are two other girls that eat lunch with us and they always hate how we talk about sexual stuff in front of them. But whatever. But... somehow it came up that I did something really fucking stupid the other day. And B wouldn't let me not talk about it. She physically attacks me. She is all flirty about it. I don't like to make eye contact because if I do then it's over, thats when she knows she has me and I tell her. So she is dragging me around the hallway. And I'm not putting up much of a fight because of how tired I am. But she pins me to a locker down the hall away from the other people. So then I tell her and she's mad me for not telling her. And shit like that and then the whole fight we had the other night. And apparently she's pissed at me because I like takling to her because I call her before I go to sleep and she was like BOUNDARIES they need to be there. Fuck, she knows I have feelngs for me. And I need to fuckin' move on and shit. But... fuck. If I have those boundaries she needs to have the personal boundaries of how she can touch me. (Even if I kind of enjoy it) it's the only way we can be friends.

Yeah, and this day isn't any better when I think of how my best friend is home sick . She's really sick. And I'm worried about her. And she's not here to give me comfort. I can't cry in my spanish class. Not now.