Is it considered pathetic if I'm afraid of the dark sometimes?
Or if I'm afraid somebody is going to kill me as I walk up the stairs when it is dark?
It probably is. That's just the kind of person I am though.
Today was a fine day. I got in trouble by my english teacher during passing time though, because she saw me kick this kid whose got a cast on his arm. She was all like 'MICHELLE He's already got a cast on his arm! He doesn't need you to hurt him more!' When he was the one that started it. What a skag. hahahaha.
Brittany tried to slice my head off today, which was interesting. Then I hid in her pantry and ate ice cream so her dogs wouldn't rape me.
AHHH
time for bed. I'll update tomorrow.
-Me.