"When We Graduate, We're Gettin' You Wasted"
Once again, it's been a while since I've given a State of My Life adress. Besides defending my heterosexualness from a creepy little Nazi and smiling and nodding as I'm threatened with being wasted at graduation (don't ask), I'm taking extracurricular tests. The doctors still haven't decided whether this qualifies me as legally insane. It was kind of fun last Friday, 'cause I got second in the biology test (out of about ten) in our district with St. Joe. But now I'm going to school at SEVEN AM three days a week to DO MATH. MATH. AT SEVEN. AM. Besides which, I'm going to completely bomb the test because I don't remember a lot of it from last year. But there are donuts. Which in four words explains why I'm still doing it. I'd also like to say, again, that my parental controls aren't letting me post comments on journals, so I'm sorry for bein' so quiet! It isn't my fault...Henry