I’m off work, chillin’ in the Drift office. Amanda waved at me when I walked by her and she seemed to be very happy to see me, but the next second she turned all her attention to that creepy Mike guy… I walked with them for a bit, but Amanda didn’t say anything to me, she completely ignored me. “Whatever,” I mouthed, as I walked to the office. She said something about the Literary Club before I left. I’ll let you guess if I give a shit. I haven’t seen Tawna or Samantha since the morning when I left for work. I wonder where they are. I would call Sammie’s house if the number wasn’t at home. Maybe. I’m hungry. But I can’t leave the college until my class is over (I must save gas), and even if I could leave I wouldn’t have any money to spend on food. Well, I could get French bread…but I’m not that hungry yet. All of my enemies are in the student lounge (Megan especially) so I’m not hanging out there.
There was nobody in the library either, except for Daniel Burrell. He’s so gay. I just want to walk up to him, put my hand on his shoulder, and say “Honey, you’re gay. Just admit it, will you? It’ll save you a lot of trouble in the long run. Come on…look at that skin-tight black wifebeater. No straight man wears that. Like we don’t already know.”
It’s stuffy in here and I’m tired. I don’t know what to do.