I find it weird that Taylor McReynolds is talking about being a gothic Tinkerbell for halloween. People like her should definitely not be gothic or participate in halloween for that matter. I'm supposed to be researching marine biology at the moment. IPC= completely fucking useless to me and I'm pretty sure everyone else in this class and the world. I'm very tired... and I have not one friend is this fucking class. It's okay, most of them are mentally retarded. Like for a long time, when I was a kid people saw me as the smart, hardass girl.... and then in middle school I got reallllly dumb and now it's like I'm back to being the smart, hardass girl. People expect to want to do their homework for them and know absolutely everything there is to know. While I do know a lot... I certainly do not know everything. My neck itches. *They call me Mellow Yellow.* blank. I've gotten into the habit of writing down every thought I have whenever I'm bored and have nothing to do or slacking off and not doing what I'm supposed to do. Like every single thought that pops into my nice little head. I have a headache. Most of them have been about how much Lindsay's being gay and how I don't like her b/f... Matt, cuts, razors, song lyrics, how much I hate and LOVE being a ho. Stuff like that. Will Smith's voice reminds me of cereal. Not like Lucky Charms or anything... but like Fruity Pebbles. I hate this fucking class. I have this headache from hell and Courtney going "DOT COM" every five fucking seconds is killing me. So peace. I gotta go.