Finally, school is almost over. This year passed quickly, but I can't say that it was easy. Lots of things happened too. It reminds me of last week. I mentioned before didn't I? A best friend called Jasmine. In America, kids usually wear backpacks in middle school; we totally ditch the whole roller bags thing. In sixth grade, Jasmine was still using a roller bag, so my family decided to give her a Jansport backpack for her birthday. Jansport is a brand name, and their backpacks cost more than $50 where I am. It was weird, that day. I was walking to math class, and Jasmine happened to walk past me. I thought something was different, so I turned around and looked back at her retreating figure. Guess what? She changed her backpack...to the more popular "smaller type" Jansport backpacks with exotic designs. I have no idea why I'm so pissed about it...everyone has a right to change their bag whenever they want, and I know that! But every time I think about it, I keep getting angry. It was a really expensive backpack, and in less than two years, it got replaced by a more "in" bag. I wonder if she has any consideration. Like what I would think about it. Dammit, why the hell am I ranting about this anyways? Geez... It really bothers me though. People aren't usually supposed to have awkward moments with each other, if they have been best friends for 13 years. Now though, there are lots of those moments. I can talk with other friends more smoothly. You'd think we could just ignore each other like that. But NO! Even my freaking mom is getting involved. She gets mad at me if I speak badly of Jasmine. I hate adults in that way. They always act like they know everything, but that's all only for their face. They don't understand anything. How strange though. Because of that, I hate it.
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