I had a bad day yesterday. It was unbelievable. You see I got mad at Derek for bringing her female best friend along when he is supposed to meet me. We weren't actually scheduled to meet, and he even told me that Mary (the best friend) and him will go out, since the girl wanted to talk about something. She has a problem, and she has chosen Derek, my boyfriend, to be the shock-absorber. Alright, I had issues with her before, but it was years ago, and I have moved on. But there was no way I will let what she did when I was approaching them get away that easily. She spoonfed Derek a dab of whipped cream from her mocha frappe, and she was all affectionate in doing so. I thought my eyes were just making fun of me, but no it was real. It was real and live!

I got angry in an instant but still managed to feign a sly smile. I announced my presence the moment she thought she has triumphed into placing the cream into Derek's mouth. She didn't seem stunned when I arrived. Derek gaped up at me as though nothing happened. Maybe it wasn't such a big deal, that I'm just getting too dramatic. But I know better. I was not. In fact I am so furious, I could have sworn that the custom essays for students in the Career Training in Colorado Springs  in my bag burned. I never really liked that Mary, and the chances of me doing so is close to nothing.