Anyway, I opened up a new bank account today. Because Colleen has a baby, she's on some kind of program to help her out financially. But, since Sean makes more money than the limit to be on the program, she could get cut off. So I opened an account for Sean to deposit his cheques temporarily.. so she still gets the money and can stay on the program. Umm.. is that illegal? Something tells me that it is..

Anyway, I don't hang out with Michele at all. She's turned into a stoner, and I just don't want to associate with her.. she's so fake. Fake, fake, FAKE. That's not who she is.

It's so funny how things change over a summer. Last year, she was my best friend. Yeah, her parents used to grow weed, but she never tried it once. Not once. I'd like to think that I was a good influence on her. But now, I don't even want to hear her voice. Even if it's not directed to me, I can feel my anxiety rising when she speaks. On the bus this morning, I cranked up my discman to drown out her and Erica's voices. Erica's another one I can't stand. Dumb 10th grader who thinks she knows everything about everyone.

Gah. Just gah.