This is going to make me mad. I hate people who think they're the shit. I wouldn't look her in the face? I WAS AT WORK. I WAS MONITORING THE FITTING ROOM LIKE I WAS SUPPOSED TO. Text John? So what? I WAS AT WORK. IT'S NOT LIKE I COULD'VE CALLED HIM. My God. THINK. And I'm the one who has let everything go. So has Dallas. John insists on hanging out with Lauren when he knows he'll either run into me or Dallas. LET IT GO. I trust someone until they prove to me otherwise and he proved to me otherwise. I told him I never wanted to talk to him again. Therefore, this morning, I forfieted talking to my best friend and went to class instead. I don't even want to look at him. What he did made me sick and it still makes me sick to this day. If he has something to say to me, fine. Say it. That doesn't mean I have to respond. Believe it or not John, before I even knew Jeff, I had feelings for you too. As more than a friend. I thought you were a great guy but that image is ruined now. Thanks a lot. I'm not trying to start anything. I don't want to start anything. I'm just letting go of whatever's on my mind. I really hope tonight goes by fast. Work sucks.