Activate! Just kidding. There are land mines at our school...nobody knows. But I do. I do. Um...I went to school today. My teacher encouraged me to use the word nigger. Which was interesting. There is a place called Hookerville. I should live there if I grow up. Kermit died of an overdose though. I saw pictures. Photographic evidence. Tragic. And yes, Jordan. Shiny Happy People did seem fitting. Fucking disturbing song... It must be the giggle water. We had to do skits in History today. Muhl taught us. She scares me. Like when she looks at you in that special way she has...her eyes all wide and scary. She reminds me of Martha Stewart. She looks nice but there's just something wrong there...can't really pinpoint it. But it's there. That's the way she is. But yes. Skits. I was with Karen and Trudy and Marina (of course). I was "the woman" and Marina was "the man." Karen was the bartender and Trudy was the narrator. We had to use 20's slang and put on a little skit for the rest of the class. I had one line: (ahem) Gee whiz! This place is the bee's knees!!! (applause) I kicked sooo much ass...you have no idea. In fact...it was copacetic. Copious is a good word too. Karen kept laughing too hard and not being able to say her lines and then the whole class started laughing and it was a huge mess but yes...I had already said my lines so that's all that matters. Ha. Jk. It was fun though. Too bad I missed it. Um...what else happened today...uh... Gapper's class happened at lunch. Jordan was organizing all the colored pencils instead of working? It was funny. So tempting...I wanted to just spaz out and send pencils flying EVERYWHERE. But I was a good girl and refrained...however difficult. Next time they may not be so fortunate lol. Emily kept...finding me today. It was weird. She was EVERYWHERE. <--- that's the second time I've capitalized the word everywhere in this entry. Pretty sweet. But she kept finding me. She showed me her light-up ring, which I of course was jealous of. And her "bow" for her hair. Which was a butterfly? I don't think she's faking. She's the real thing. She also got her belly button pierced. Needles are bad. They're bad. Bad. Oh. I got 11 tardies. One more and I have to pay $300. Bummage. I was serious about my last entry. Really. I was. Strange people came into my house yesterday. I was getting out of the shower and I was home alone and I heard voices and they started banging on the door because they didn't know I was there I guess...I wasn't happy. At all? I was confused. I guess it was like...a realtor or something. I would have been happy if they warned me at least...bastards. My mom said she didn't know they were coming. My dad must have allowed it. Funny thing though...he doesn't live there anymore. Idiot. Oh well. I lived. I came up with all these things to say about how I'm addicted to myspace last night but I forgot them. Something was wrong with me last night. I don't know what. I was extremely hyperactive around midnight. Not a good time to have a ton of energy when you have school the next day and people want to go to sleep. My internet is broken at my house. Or so she says. But she lies. She must be lying. My teacher gave us a warm-up in History today. It said "why do people, especially teenagers, use slang?" Secret codes. Idiot. Nice try. We won't give away our secrets. I know who you are...your petty warm-up assignment things won't fool me. No. Three day week. THREE DAY WEEK. No school Thursday and Friday. Three Day Week. Huzzah. There was discussion today about comic books with sex scenes and profanity and self-mutilation. Just thought you might be interested. And she looked so innocent... I don't know what I'm saying anymore. I'd better scram. (Another 20's word. I'm too cool.)