Monday, 5:47 p.m.   Hardcore Teresa Pics! I wonder how many more hits I'll get for this. I wonder if you google things you can find these diaries? I think you can because of Scott told me his mom found his via google. I wonder what you'd have to put in the searchline.. That's it. I am so googling my diary. Anyway. Simon cut his hair. Aaron cut his hair. Both this weekend. WTF!!11!1one!1@1! How disappointing. But at least I'm prettier than him now. I cringed when I saw him. He sat down, the circle formed, blah blah blah. I guess he's the leader or something. I donno. I said, "You look like a boy!" I got some chuckles I suppose. But it's true. He did look like a boy. his hair used to be so pretty. Watched/pretended to play hackey sack. Fourth formers threw clods of grass at us. Boo on them. Oh, Nik was back in school today, he's better now I guess. That's good. No more pretending to mingle. I told Simon I didn't hate him anymore. He was confused as to why I hated him him the first place. It was the hair. I didn't think it was fair that a boy should have prettier hair than me. He told me I should get a hair curler if I was jealous of his perfect curls. Which were only there because of his collar. Right. Actually, it probably is. I'll just stay with my stick straight blonde mess. for now. 8 days until Dan's birthday. 27 days until Talk Like a Pirate Day.