Waking Up: So, I woke up without too much of an issue, which was surprising, since I woke up at 6 and didn't go to bed until 10:30... So yeah, I got my ass dressed and cleaned up and all that. Today I wore a pink shirt with Gizmo (the gremlin) on it with really faded purple stripes (it's my sister's shirt, but it fits me. ), black acid wash skinny jeans (Sexy hexy <3), white converse with a pink stripe around the bottom, mismatching socks because I couldn't foind any that did match, my black and white cheskered belt wit hthe pink skull-hearts on them that's falling apart, and, as usual, my scorpion necklace.I ate a roastbeef lunchmeat sandwich on a roll and a cup of coke. Because coke is such an oh-so-healthy drink for the morning... Then I brushed my teeth again, because the sandwich put a gross taste in my mouth, then I got my shit, and got in the car, and drove to school. GOD, IT WAS SO DAMN COLD THIS MORNING!!! My mom and i listened to random stuff on the radio on the ride... There was a Nickelback song, but I didn't know it... Some other crap... And a song by Prince. I don't really listen to Prince, but my mom loves it. Oh, and I couldn't find my pocky this morning, so unfortunately, I couldn't give Desiree some as I promised her.

Homeroom: Pretty boring. Amanda, the girl who sits next to me in homeroom and Language Arts, wasn't here today, so had nobody to talk to, 'cept Corinne and Nate. Corinne crushed my ribs with a hug and called me a 'oh-tay-toe'. Nate called me Sailor Mercury, as he usually does, and whatever.

First Class: Math. Pretty boring, but that's how it always is in there, CUZ I DON'T SIT NEXT TO DESIREE OR KATHY OR MINJIE OR SARAH OR ANYONE LIKE THAT. SOB. But I do sit next to Angelina, and in front of Ali and Rachel, so it wasn't that bad. We worked in a little group on our math problems and just talked like little teenagers do. Blah blah blah. I became a lot more comfortable with graphing equation and scheiss, and Ali taught me what Domain and Range were. I learned last year, but I forgot. I thought range was when you subtracted the klowest number in a grop from the highest, but apparently it was some other kind of range.

Second Class: Tech Ed. Well, I think of it more like Workshop, but I dunno. 'Inventions and Innovations', Tech Ed, Workshop, whatever. Soooo, I impressed Mr. Jefferson with my awesome skills in making isometric sketches. Tristan went to the nurse, so I sat in his seat and talked to Dutch and Danielle. Joyness.

Third Class: Language Arts. Pretty easy, as usual. It's supposed to be an advanced class, but I think it's easy. Today, he told us what 'Ambivert' meant. Though I alreayd knew, cuz I used that word in my homework once. XP Then I called myself an introvert, and Viam was like, 'YEAH RIGHT' So most of my friends don't think I'm anywhere near an introvert. But my family thnks I am. I mean, the other day my mom called me, 'calm and quiet' and 'a bit of a loner'. I can be a loner sometimes, I guess. But I do find myself an introvert! I only have a few really close friends, I hate crowded places, I don't like dancing and scheiss, and sexual jokes are friggin hilarious, but you'll never catch me 'swagging' someone. According to Ashley, this dude that sits in front of me and behind her was high today. Literally, like, stoned. He apparently even told her, 'Hehe, I'm completely stoned today~'. And Ashley said that his eyes were all red and bloodshot. That's real frickin smart, getting high when you have to go to school, and you're like, 14 years old. I mean seriously, it's really stupid to do that crap at all, but when you're that young?? That's just trash. I got a 26/30 on my prefix test, bjut I guess that isn't too bad, since I got 100 on most of my other stuff. ELA is definitely gonna be a class I get straight As in this year, thank god.

Fouth Class: Science. Just sat and copied notes and answered questions from a textbook all class. WITH MY DORKY FRIENDS. We had a SUPER BITCHY substitute in there. She called my name 'Breelynn', bhen that is NOT how you pronounce my name. I mean, Brilynn is an uncommon name, but really, is it THAT hard? I've seen MUCH more confsing names than mine, thank you. About ten minutes after I corrected her on how to say my name (I didn't like her, so I decided to be all bitchy and correct her. XDDD), she called my name for attendence (why she called role twice, idk), and siad it wrong, AGAIN. But rather than Breelynn, she said, Bre-lynn. Like... Brill-in. The 'i' sound you hear in 'grill'. Brill-in. WTF. I'm sorry, but that just frustrates me so bad!! I love my name, but whenever I meet someone new, they just BUTCHER it!

Lunch: Boring, until Desiree and Minjie and Colleen and all came in. ^^ I talked to them while they were in line, and Dutch told them that he 'owned me', due to the 'Dutch was here' written on my hand, which I STILL can't get all the way off. So now I'm his bitch. HAHAHA, JK. Then somebody said something about seeing who can get a guy first, and I was like, "I can before all of you!" And grabbed Dutch. And Dutch was like, "I can, too!" and grabbed Matt Bilyou. XDDDDDDDDD Wooooo, THREESOME! XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD Me, Dutch, and a guy that's gay every wednesday. I found out in Art that Matt Bilyou draws AMAZINGLY. MANGA. FRIGGIN AWESOME. I FEEL JEALOUS.Then I said that I could even get a woman before all of them, and got Desiree. Oooooo, yeah. ;D Then I went and sat at a crowded lunch table with Desiree and Sarah and people. Then when I had to go, Dutch stole my seat as soon as I stood up. So I gave him a major noogie on the side of his hea.d And everyone went 'Aww' XDDDDDDDDDD. NOOGIE TIME!!!

Art: That stupid sub we had for science was also substituting for Art. WHAT A BITCH. I almost got kicked out of art class for laughing so much, though. Steven Evans seriously had me DYING, and people kept thinking I was crying. XDDDDDDD HE'S SUCH A JERK! Whenever I managed to oull myslef together, he got up and did some gay little dance, or spun around on his ass in his chair, or sang this song that I don't know what it's called! He would just be like 'CHICKY CHICKY WA WA THAT'S RIGHT' or some crap like that, and I would just LOSE IT. IT WAS HORRIBLE. HE WOULDN'T STOP. MY STOMACH STILL ACHES. XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD HE REMINDS ME OF TOM KAULITZ AND MANIC. AWAAAA.