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So uh yeah. Life. What's the meaning of it? Were we put here to love each other or just to pass the time til we go to heaven? Or could it be the God isn't real and we're just here. no after life. we die and that's it? Is there even a slight chance that love is real? Gah! ok yeah that's me being "deep" for the day. So, today in Miss Maio's class she was telling us about our finals and what would be on it. Well 1st off I've only had the dumbshit for 2ed semester and she says she's going to have the weekly vocab from both the 1st and 2ed semester and she's never told us to write down our vocab and she doesn't tell us the meaning she has a random kid guess what it means at the end of the week. Then it's going to be on random characters from books that OTHER classes were reading that she dressed up as. Then we'll have to know the names of the janitors at our school, now that's all fine n' dandy if she had ever told us their names before today when she told us as we walked out the door to our next class. Our final's worth 300 fucking points. Just enough that if I don't get an A i'll fail the class and have to re-take it. I hate her and I try my damnedest not to say hate in a serious way. ok next issue...Friday i'm going to Jessica F's b-day party which'll be cool n' all but almost everyone else that is going either hates me or I can't be around. gah!! yeah. Not that big of an issue except that i'm having a depression spell again and so i'm super sad and super stressed and very, very touche right now. It's fucking midnight and I can't sleep. So for the next few days I most likly will not go to bed til 12. :( life=shit. and I love how i'm going on about completly NOTHING! ok yeah. my busy box is over-flowing. bye bye