{71.} Ugh. Next Year

Feeling: destructive
Well, first class went alright. Brian kept looking at me kinda funny though. I don't know why. We sit on opposite sides of the room so its hard to know what he's thinking from one side when I'm on the other. But, anyways, I kinda felt...weird. Muy weird. I'm in English and SHOULD be doing some English work, considering HSA's are next week, but...ah. I can't help it! I haven't been updating in a while. So, anyways, I don't really wanna come back to this school next year. OMG!!! Juan just tried to cut Shanny's hair. But he didn't. Anyways, its too many ppl that are annoying here. Sherita and Shanny didn't believe I could type without looking. I can. Sherita was all, "OMG!" Anyways, Dotson is behind me. Ima cook SO much food when I get home. Sike no. I can't. I can't because I'm on a diet. I'm on a diet b/c I'm getting a little bit of weight on me. And I'm a model. Can't have that. My mom looked like she was gonna scream when I told her I was going to diet. Screw that. I am. Dad's going back to Afghanastan. At least thats what he says. I know he'll be going back to Iraq. Buh byes 4 now! Classwork.
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I can tell just by you saying you're not doing what you're susposed to be doing in school that you're a cool cat. =] A big hell yeah for not obeying like a circus monkey!! Handle yours, sister.
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