The seat

I've had an awful lunch. My so called best friend is incapable of saving me a seat. I know she knows Janne, but hey! I'm like a bigger friend or so. If it was the first time I wouldn't freak out like this, but it's the second time in this month. How can I make her undrestand that I don't like it? Man, sometimes I question our friendship. She's like the closest friend I've got. Maybe I shouldn't let it bother me, but where is it going to end? She is even spell-checking this blog. How crazy is that? I guess I'm just over reacting and it will be fine. Just writing it here makes it a bit better and my behaivour silly. She's my best friend no matter what. Next time I will be more understanding. I hope so at least. :)

XOXO Helena.