English = gay
Yeah, so much homework in English. And Mrs. Martinez is getting angry at everyone for no reason. Well, I can see SOME of the reason, but still. Its super scary. I don't like angry people. SO we're doing basketball in PE! I love it when I'm the only one who can play a sport. Must be like what it feels when I play soccer with Mark...oh wait...that never happens. I'm soo scared of soccer. Chemistry was another pointless mini-lab, but I'm not complaining at all. At least we didn't have homework...I think. I'm trying to do Case homework, and the book is too long and too confusing and I just don't want to bother with it. I'm also drinking sparkling cider at the moment. Yeah, apparantly, they sell it even when its not New Years. Who knew? Mark Stopped by in English, and the Panthers were reuinted once again, if only for 3 minutes. He's got free period since he has soccer 6th, so he just goes to the library. That lucky...uh...poopy face. Claire seems to be having a harsh day. I thought she was gonna kill someone in English. She kept asking for a shovel (dig, dig, diggin a grave). She scared me too. Wow...I am such a coward today. I know what you're all thinking..."today?" I'm scared of spiders, teachers, CLOWNS, soccer, orange things, sharp things, nicknames, girls, getting hit in the....face, poetry, pottery, poultry, Aaron's dogs, bean bag chairs, scurvey, old people, hypodermic needles, the fear of James never peying me back for his homecoming ticket, dreads, etc. The list goes on and on. Now that you've had a look into my mind, dont you wish you haddn't?