I actually almsot got written up during seventh hour for cutting off the circulation in my arm and making it turn gray and cold. I don't think there was any actual concern on my teacher's part, but he just thought it was nasty and didn't want to ahve to see it for the next TEN MINUTES of his class.

Jeezum Crow. He's such an ass.

I found out that there has been a little espionage going on, too. A fellow classmate is obsessed with Mark so she's bene spying on me and him and flirting with him whenever she gets the chance. She's a junior, and I'm a freshman, so she has a lot more oppoutunities than I do.

Mark doesn't have the most wilpower int he world. He flirts back. And that about the time that I sharpen my fingernails down to small points and gouge his eyes out with my bare hands.

I know this sounds a little childish and stupid, but then, so's high school.

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Here's some things that I do not like right now:

1. My hair frizzes about two minutes after I blowdry it because it is only slightly less humid than a sauna and actually brushing it is absolutely worthless.

2. My Biology teacher. Today I slipped out of Ballet class to get some water, and naturally, I was dressed out in a leotard and the whole nine yards. So I as pass the door to the teachers' lounge, he comes out with this big grin and says hello in an unusually chirpy voice. Eagagh. *full body shiver*

3. Ghetto-Mobile driver. For reasons already known.

4. The fact that I am going to be flying to New York ina couple of months and I am not exactly too keen on that. I haven't flown in two years, and I may have to be sedated as we approach LaGuardia.

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I'm going to be at Evil Father's this weekend, so no updates for you until Tuesday. He has the internet, but his stoneage era computer won't allow anything remotely faster than rush hour on the autobahn.

So there. I'm not happy, you're not happy, so neither of us are happy.

But you'll just have to get over it and go do something useful.

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The counter keeps breaking and pissing me off, so NO MORE COUNTER! Mwahaha!