I want to kill amy even more now. Not only do I have the fucking owie lumpbruise thing on my arm, but now I am sick. I hate being sick. As if I don't have enough shit to fucking worry about right now. I hate things. Lots and lots of things. I want to sleep for a vewwy long time. I don't want to go to school tomorrow. Long weekends really fuck me up. My mom is funny. She wants me to tell her when/if I want to do drugs. So that she can get it and stupidvise me. RETARDEDDDDDDDDDDD So today was interesting. I hate ASL at the moment. and math. I'm a fother mucking retard. ME, Sarahjane, math psycho wiz, got a 76 on a test. How's that for brainpower? Mom thinks I should stay in honors classes. I don't have the drive for it. I barely have the drive for life right now. Jess pulled an eric with my cookies. I am generous. Gave one to Kaleb and Brin too. WHy do I give food to people? EHEHEHEHEHE. I hate art it is so boring. I sat and colored in a piece of graph paper in astronomy. it is checkerboarded around the edges and i made a really nice looking "NIN" all backwarded and everything. Then for the last 20 minutes of class I played games on my cell. I hate everything. I feel like a really pissy happy bunny sticker. Except I am not happy or anywhere near this, nor am I a furry little color-changing rabbit. Hm... that razor's getting mighty dull.