I was very tired this morning. It was awesomely cold out. Today was okay.

I got my friend Brittney sick with the dizziness. We were walking together to class after Gym and she made a slightly (well, okay, REALLY) racist comment about this substitute teacher she has, and I swear I saw my life flash before my eyes. You just... can't say such things aloud in public school. Unless you want to die.

In Science I-Swear-To-God Girl (who will be known as Period Head, because that's what they call her in the gym locker room) was bitching at this one girl to the point where she got sent to the office. It's not really relevant to anything, but I just thought I'd keep you posted on the awesomeness of trash.

In Social Studies, the boy who made the comment of "Never send a woman to do a man's job" decided to say a few more things (more to annoy me than actually believing them, but really). Everyone knows better than to do such things around me, and I'm not even really a feminist; I believe in everyone shutting their damned mouths when they have no idea what they're talking about.

Woodie and Dana are better. After I blogged last night, I went downstairs and asked my mother about it. Turns out Woodie was talking about going to college and possibly cheating on Dana (because he's intelligent and will tell his significant other such things), which made her really upset and blah blah blah. Everything's honky dory now, though, so no worries.


Fascination: Oui.
Quote of the day:
Friend: *points to me* And a ginger wearing green, that's original.
Me: No, I am NOT a ginger! Brown eyes, unred hair.
Friend: Alright, chill, daywalker.