Uh-huh... Perhaps it's time for a visit to the school psychiatrist. 8D

Finally, someone who understands! That snow-white hair and that thick black lineart send a chill up my spine!

And those evil green eyes make me wanna wet myself. :wiltshock:

i dont get how anyone can be afraid of DP. hes a hero, ghost, cool, and nick cartoon(ok that last one was a good reason to fear him.)

anyway back on topic, got back test grade today. 45(which is an F if you dont know) but thats better than half my grades in algebra. besides that im doing good, and I think my class is going to see "freedom writers" as a "field trip" at the movies on wednesday. so its not too bad.

About a week or so ago I was sitting on the bleachers, talking to my friend about Zack
(the boy who always brushes past my desk and smiles at me). I was probably talking about how cute he was. Then, some girl in front of me turns around and asks "Who, Zack Kinsley?". I say "Yeah.", and she says he's HER MAN.
Okay, I have never seen him and her hangout or talk that much or anything. I have never heard from anyone else that they might be dating either, so....Either he's the kinda guy who likesto have more than one girlfriend, or she's lying, I don't know.
About a week ago in Health class, I was sitting there, my mind wandering elsewhere while the teacher sifted through papers and stuff. Then I hear some girls talking, and the girl, the same girl from the bleaches, turns around and looks at her friends and says "Tonya and Zack? Ugh, no I don't think so!". (Did I mention that she sits a seat behind me on my bus?)........

The other day, one of Zack's friends in the hall shouted "Hey Tonya, Zack likes you", and Zack turned around, smiled and raised is eyebrows at me twice! Then the next day, I kept catching him looking at me.
I believe there's a stir of drama inthe air at my school. But I'm happy he smiled at me!

aww tonya!! That's so cute!!! xD you should really talk to him!! :D

:oops: I can't, I'm too shy! But if I talked to him what on eath would I say? I have already said hi and bye to him before, if you really call that talking. Now I'm blushing with happines :)!

3...2...1...

LET'S GO!

PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC you get the idea.

Finals are coming up on Tuesday and I am deathly afraid. I can't remember any details. Like yesterday, I was clicking around on Wikipedia and came upon the word "oncogene" and something in my head told me that I heard of "oncogene" before, but I couldn't remember what it was.

So I guess I should go study now.

STRESS STRESS STRESS STRESS STRESS STRESS STRESS STRESS STRESS.

When you type a word over and over again, it looks funny.

Silly, finals are meaningless. Chew pepperment gum I guess? It's supposed to make your memory better or something.


Lip syncing to the music of David Bowie may also enhance your chances of winning.

;D

I got a headache...and she's back!!

OK, first thing that happened Today was Drama Girl got into a fight with a boy at lunch. He's mean. He always talks about violent stuff. He was making fun of her.

She got really upset, and she has a new fear! A hyper kid in my class calls her "Green Eyed-Monster"! And everytime he sees her, he goes up to her and tries to steal her snacks.

But he's nice to me.

And even when the hyper kid doesn't want to talk to her, everytime he gets near her, this what happens:

Hyper Kid: Hi, Green-Eyed Monster!
Drama Girl: Ahh! HELP ME! HELP ME! HELP ME!

I'm sorry, but that has got to be the dumbest thing I heard of. I mean, damnit! He only says "Hi!" to her, and she goes and has a freakin' heart attack? :frankiemad:

Not cool. That girl needs to go to some manners classes ASAP.

Later in the day at math, work got to hard for her, and she cried her ever-loving butt off, and she had to leave. And she carried on during gym class and the 37 minutes before I left school.

I have to go to English at the end of the day from now on (execpt on Friday) with Drama Girl and the mean boy, and she carried on there as well. When the English teacher handed her a pretzel, this is what happened:

English Teacher: Here, have a pretzel.
Drama Girl: Thanks.

(Drama Girl then takes the pretzel, puts it on her desk, and BOOM!, she smashes it with her fist)

English Teacher: (le gasp)
Drama Girl: No, no, no!! I...um...it was an accident!
Mean Boy: (to himself) How can it be an accident if you did it on purpose?

And then the English Teacher made her clean it up.

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