Sigh. The drama of all of my friends. I was never EVER involved in drama earlier, and somehow I became a part of it this year. I mean, I love giving advice, I like knowing that I'm important enough to you to tell me your problems, but I honestly don't know why you have that much drama to begin with. We're young, we smell good, we're all pretty chill, and yet people (my friends) refuse to accept that we live in reality, not a novella.
"HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT!!! I AM NOT FAT!!! (slap slap)"
"Melinda, I swear, I only said that your skirt was puffy....."
And then soon after she runs away crying with poor little Lupe running close behind. I simply fail to see how these stupid arguments they have are relevant to the rest of their life. If someone told me I were fat, I'd be angry, but it wouldn't exactly become my new-found hatred.....sigh. I just don't understand.....