It's based on how you treat me.

This has nothing to do with the title, but in a way it is..
So this olsh girl asked me for money or something, and I said I didn't have any :
1. I actually didn't have any
2. Why would I want to give it to her
and shes like, fuq you b****es.
Sorry, that's not the right thing to do.

Anyways I was really hungry in english and me mel and fiona ate janes sandwich that she gave us under the table while we were meant to be imagining an atmosphere with our eyes closed and all and after eating the peanut butter sandwich all I could think of for the story was :
I could smell and taste the strong, luring scent of peanut butter. I realised I had no arms or legs and rolled off the cliff into the crashing waves that pounded against the rock. Just when I thought I was no use, A fish ate me. Yes I was a peanut. LOL

And some people asked me why I was so quiet today and asked if I was alright.. tbh I felt a bit down because of some things, but oh well it wasn't meant to be obvious.

zoom.