well. they weren't bad. i knew everything on them. the biology exam was stupid. because i had spent all last week sweating over studying for it, and the next thing i know i get handed this test with the basics and stuff. I was disappointed. I mean, here i was gearing myself up for a challenge, and we get questions about what does thymine pair up with in DNA. And where is DNA. the math exam was better. even though i'm awful at it, i really like math because it all makes sense at the end. you can work it backwards and forwards and it's always got a definite answer. well. sort of. crystal got in trouble for drawing on her arm with paint pens in study hall. it was stupid. yeah. Fucking French and design exams tomorrow. I mean, the concept of an art exam just makes me want to barf. it's not even art. just a bunch of dumb rules. today i discovered abotu ten more arrogant people at McIntosh HI!!! School. It was a productive day. I also have a new goal. I want to be in the top ten senior year because crystal and michelle were talking about it on the bus and i overheard as they made up the entire top ten list for 2006/7. The prospect of breaking one of their contender's little hearts make me squirm with glee. I'll work my ass off, and make it. There's some cool news, today. 1.) Today I had C lunch. ANd I sat with some people from my health class. And they did not ignore me. It was a happy thing. 2.) It's him. He's one of Natalie's friends, Grant something or other. He's...well, I don't know. He's different. He's like me. He's got short, black, neatly kept hair. Flawless white skin, amazing dark eyes. What struck me when we met was how undeniably clever they were. He has the look of a serious person, but somehow, you know he's not, you know? He's got a very smart sense of humour. I'm not sure if he's flirting or just being nice. I think he's just being nice. Man. I have to ask Natalie about him. She invited me to go shopping on Friday, which you all may or may not have already been told. but one thing. bad, bad thing. he's short. I HATE BEING TALL. i do.
I can tell as you turn i smell the sulfur so clear and fire's a beautiful sound and the wings that you burn turn to ashes my dear and ashes just fall to the ground...