so apparently the only two rooms in the entire school that are heated are the science room and the fishbowl. it kind of sucks. i nearly wrote socks. i like socks- they are spiffers. so, lacey's bumble-bee tuna is still written on the window in purple. im not entirely sure why she wrote it, but then again, i am rarely sure on the meaning of things. like, ever.

everything is exceedingly confusing today. and im not sick, dont worry. hungry, yes; sick, no. and i know that im not alone, it just feels like it sometimes, especially when im sad or pissed off. i cant really feel my fingers right now, so its weird to type. i have a scooby-doo bandaid on my finger, on account of the fact that i sliced it open by way of my notebook. really deep for a papercut. at least for me. hurts like hell. or at least it did. wow, im really hungry, and yet i ate a lil piece of spinach quiche for breakfast, and i rarely eat breakfast. grr!

im rebelling against grant's music. he keeps playing bad pop music- aka justin timberlake. so im playing little miss can't be wrong by the spin doctors. good song. ochen good song. that would rock if i could play guitar on that song. but i suck at playing music, as well as russian, french, and other languages, even though i love music and languages. so there is apparently a fashion designer from new york here to give a presantation or something at 1 pm, so im gonna go and miss some of music. then ill just have ap bio, and then done! yayyyy!!!! actually, i like desgining clothes. im really good at dresses, or at least people say i am. nikki says that i can design her wedding dress. i still maintain that she needs to be old enough to drink. but no, she has to be 20. o well, at least she says i will be legally old enough to drink. not that its really important, because im not really into drinking.

so, its all about saving entires so you dont delete them- i wrote that during school earlier. but i am tired so i shall get off.

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-zhannichka