I hate Cathy. She stole something from my room when she came over. Nobody else has been in my room. It was a little statue box of a fairy on a bed of roses. It was $30. I fucking hate her. And nobody start that "Maybe your mom took it" shit. FUCK HER. Rebecca was writing a note to Val yesterday in Science. I saw the word tomorrow, and now it is tomorrow and neither of them are at school. She has a boyfriend. She won't tell me about it. Val likes her. I like Val. I feel so hot. The computer rooms are suposed to be cool or they might over heat. It must be 90 degrees in here. My mother hates me. She yells at me for n reason. There is no one I can trust. Anymore. I should be doing my Computer class work. I don't want too. I got all 80-somthings on my report card. Except for History. I got a 66, she stopped recording the grades right before I got a good grade on my project and test. ): Bitch. My friends who I now hate. I hate Rebecca. I hate Kelly. I hate Cathy. I hate Chelsea. I hate Val. I hate Molly. I hate Molly because she doesn't talk to me anymore. Did I suddenly get a deformation without knowing it? ): Somebody adopt me. I hate my family.