I don't know how long it's been since i've written, but i'm sure it's at least 2 weeks. So I'll start by the friday before the last day of school. I slept at Al's after I got rearranged for Harry Potter. I really wanted to see it, too. But because someone else (whom I hold no grudge against) couldn't go when we had planned it, they changed it all around. Theater and all. I hate going to my stupid fucking psychologist. I understand I was acting like a child, but I was already feeling left out from everyone, whatever. Because Sandia got mad at me because I yelled at Mitch cuz Meghan was crying! It's like, nothing short of go away, you asshole, but at least I said it nicely. Me and Al watched movies, nothing too interesting. Then we went and got Sarah's birthday present, and then we went to Sarah's for her Bday. We watched Rocky Horror, which is, bi the bi, the best movie ever made. Bonus points because it's from the 70's. That was fun, especially because he let us have a teensy bit of alcohol (her dad) but I had it to myself, and didn't share, in pure anger towards the situation the night before. HA. Then came Monday. Blah. Tuesday was the last day... I was supposed to meet up with Al and Emilie and the rest of that "group" because they said they'd be at Al's house... so I went to Wild Willys with Gloria, Maria and Charnelle. They ended up going to Sarah's place, so I stayed with Maria for a while. That was fun. But everyone wonders why I feel blown off sometimes. Le HA. It makes me feel guilty for being a bitch. Wednesday was my english.