Becky is mlah.

Some days are bad days. Days when you could cry at almost anything, and it just takes one thing to send you over the edge. Days you know that no one really cares that you're upset unless it provides something for them to gossip about at lunchtime and provoke some kind of argument.

I just feel like no one cares, especially not the people who're supposed to, unless it means something they know and no one else does. I probably shouldn't complain. Other people have it a lot worse than I do, but I hate feeling lonely.

Jenni and Jess, you owe me Race For Life money.