So, I went to Berkeley with my cousin, her boyfriend and her best friend and oh my goodness, I felt like such a tag-a-long or like the little kid that they have to take with them because some adult is making them. It was okay and all, but I didn’t exactly have the time of my life. The stores I wanted to go to, they ended up just fucking waiting outside for me and that made me feel bad. When I tried striking up a conversation, all I would get were short replies and one word answers. It’s been like this a few other times. I should have brought a friend or something because that overall had to suck. The only thing that was worth going all that way was getting ice cream from Fenton’s, other than that… I wish I hadn’t even gone. I’m sick and tired of them treating me like I’m still a little kid like that sometimes. But anyways, next time, I just want it to be me and my cousin. That’s honestly the only time I actually have fun.