I told you. Constantly changing. It's a good thing I don't... act on feelings? Or something? Anyway, we got our PSAT scores back today, and I spent a good portion of the day gloating. It's my God-given right, okay? I truly expected to do so much worse on everything, but I actually did okay. It's an amazing feeling. I talked to Nin during gym. It's really cool to hang out with her again. We haven't really talked since around 7th grade. We talked about a lot of things, and she helped me with my Alice in Wonderland lines. I memorized twenty lines of JFK's inaugural address today during History. What a lame movie. It tought me nothing about Louis and Clark; it only taught me that there are numerous alternatives to paying attention during History videos. After school, we had a drama meeting. I put in my app for Historian, which I've been meaning to do for about three weeks, but it wasn't actually an application, so I'll need to make a real one, along with a sample of photos I've taken at drama functions. Boy, do I have a lot of those. Information was relayed here, there, and everywhere, and I had my fun taunting the afflicted. But I'll stop. My ballet shoes came today. They're a little too small. And by a little, I mean a lot. Shh. I'm not complaining . They were expensive and they're really nice, so I'm just going to have to tough it out. I agree with Rich. We should have a group ballet practice. We can spend as long as we want on it. And I don't really have anywhere to practice in my house, anyway. I've tried. I really enjoy ballet. I kind of wish I had stayed in it. Nah, in seventh grade, I had no motivation. I hated it. I'm glad I started when I was able to appreciate it.