I win.

I played two games yesterday. I won them both. Informants are great. ;)

So, I'm sitting in Bucholz's classroom, waiting to go take my goddamn AP Psych test and it sucks. I hate having to wait for bad things to happen. Bleargh.

Jenny, if you're out there, bring Suzies backpack to school. She's lost without her shackles.

I am in a good mood. After school is going to rock, even if today kind of sucks. I'm pretty much finished with my pastel-work in Drawing, and it looks really cool. I have a tummy-ache. You better not have infected me, Red!

Micah Strunk is in swimming. Seb, he's not hot. He's not gay. He's an annoying little prick that can't get enough of himself. I hope he gets raped. (just kidding, that's mean. but really, that kid needs to get real.)

Suzie, you should update your LJ...seriously. It needs to be done. You went off my radar, and now I feel a little adrift. Come back!

I can't concentrate, and I have nothing profound to say right now, so I'm going to leave.

Don't cry, Red, I threw it to you, not at you. ;)