I saw Matt today. For the first time in a while. I miss talking to him. And looking at him. I wish now that he would cut his hair cuz it's not looking too hott anymore. Since he streaked that god awful red-brown color. He touched my neck... grrr... he knows me too well. Anyway, on some lighter notes, I saw Jersey Girl and just like I foresaw in the previous entry, it did not live up to any Jay and Silent Bob movie ever. I think the thing that might have killed it most was Ben Affleck's fake crying incapability. Every time, he tries to cry in that movie he looks like he's trying to stifle a laugh. Which could very well be the case considering he was married to JLo in the movie. I would giggle all the fucking time. Everyone has strep throat... I don't want strep throat. My immune system can't take this shit... I already feel the flem coming up in my throat. Jesse's cuzin got hott all of a sudden. Who thought wittle pitre would have gotten to be a punk rock kid. Then again all the cute little middle school kids are fucking punks now. I went to p.n.m.s. the other day and I had all these wannabe punk kids/wannabe thug gangsta kids cuss me out and call me names and shit. I was like hey... I wasn't that volatile whenever I was in middle school. So I told them to shut the fuck up and go home and wait for their weiners to grow and they ran away. :) It's too tiring to be here today. Sleepy Tuesday... that's what today shall be called. Sara better not talk to me for days in journalism becuz me and that couch have a date for second period. I'm bad... I quit my vegetarian lifestyle... I know... my discipline sucks, but Lindsay was bribing with a chilli cheeseburger from Novrowsky's and really would you say no? But I went since Thursday and for real not to gross you out or anything, it fucked my bowel system up. Not trying that crap again. Oh well, the way I see it is that it is natural and we've always eaten meat and I don't overly eat meat and so yeah. Yeah. I hate the Usher song... it's fucking annoying. My legs ache. Well, off to do work in class with a boy next to me complaining about his mouse and a teacher that has a brain defect. Fun.