Life is sub-par.

I have nothing interesting to report back to you today, though that may be decent since it's 8 and my sleep time is valuable.

It's only Wednesday? Jesus. My momma's birthday is tomorrow and she's turning Really Old. Dana set to work right after dinner making her three-layered caramel cake, and I'm planning on gaining ten pounds tomorrow.<3

No interesting conversations between Tyler and I while walking to class, except that he really takes no interest in Mr. Math Teacher's personal life as I do! Supposedly he was once engaged and then dumped this poor girl, and I am destined to get the truth out of him. So far I've gotten, "It... was just time, man."

There's a new girl in our gym class named Kristina who transferred to our school after a month because of asshole kids in her first school. I really hate my generation. My friend Brittney knew her from middle school and didn't get along with her then, but they seemed civil enough so I have no complaints.

Skipping all the way to the end of the day, in English we're on a poetry unit. We read this little gem right hurr as well as two other poems, and then we did a worksheet on it where we had to pick someone that we could 'kidnap'. Guess who I picked? (*cough*SethClearwater*cough*) The only problem: "This is school, so no X-rated material," says Mrs. English Teacher. SAD. FACE.



Fascination: The amazingness one song can hold, never mind it being seven minutes.
Quote of the day:
Ms. Seminar Teacher: Pick something you're good at, and you'll be doing a five minute How-To speech tomorrow.
Me: But I'm not good at anything!
Friend: Yes you are!
Me: Like what?
Friend: ...

84 year old grandmother: I like rough handling!