Well, today was boring. The only thing that got me through it was my book. And its only 3 more school days till the field trip. Shiza. And my mom was being a tard and only let me in Hot Topic for 2 seconds and wouldn't give me my damn money to buy a CD. And then she's all "Buy one when you get there for the way home." And I'm all "You tard. The way home is the FUN part. It's the morning when I'm gonna want to listen to my CD player." People make me angry. And she wouldn't let me get hair dye because "You don't know what its going to do to you're hair." Whatever. Kathleen dyes her hair every other damn day and it looks like shit but mom lets her do it like 938092183091 times. I hate Kathleen. And yes, Kath, if you're reading this, I will kill you. "At the end of the day I found out, You weren't worth what I thought of you..." I really have to get cracking on that Algebra project. But I don't want tooooooooooooo. Algebra blows. And theres no way in hell I'm taking it again next year. I have like a 89. Screw my mom. She can't make me take it again. "This isn't what I wanted to be. I never thought that what I said would have you running from me like this..." Crap. I have to do my History project soon. And my English essay. I should just skip my English essay. Mrs. Maholic at least has a heart and doesn't put the comment that I don't do my work on the report card unlike SOME people *cough* Baker. Ahh, oh well. I don't care anymore. "I don't know why I'm still waiting... I can't make you mine..." Anywho. So I was sposed to feel Dan's boob on the field trip and now I can't. Unless like the baseball game or something. Here's our itinerary for Friday @ Baltimore: I fucking hate Kathleen. I'll tell you later when she quits being a bitch.