hypocrite

We were in line. It was me Taylor, Jessie, Aleksey and a bunch of other girls. I was accusing Aleksey of objectifying women. He pointed out my low cut shirt and said, your one to talk. I was like, just because its there doesn't mean you have to stare at it. Like, I wouldn't stare at your ear like that. I had to go get in line somewhere. It may have been at PHS. Su was getting her time card punched, but it was one at a time in a dark room with a fat woman. I didn't know which line I should be in. I kept asking people what I was doing. I got in line and was about to cut before taylor pointed out all the poor kids behind me. I walked all the way to the end looking at all their sad accusatory faces. Then I realized I had to draw money first, I went to the bank of america teller and there were ropes to seperate the lines but they were pushed to the side and no one was in line. I started to withdraw $75 but then I realized the fee for the art class was only $15