My iPhone is broken.

My iPhone is broken. AGAIN. iPhones suck. Why would anyone ever get one? Just for that, I’m making AT&T give me a new one.

Some girls walk by giggling.

Some girls walk by giggling. One of them asks if I have a condom. I say, “I do, but it’s my last one, so we’re going to have to share it.”

People are gossiping to me.

People are gossiping to me. I don’t know whether to feel glad they’re not talking ABOUT me or worried this is the first time it’s happened.