Oh, I cook liver too. Well, I don't cook it. My parents do. Tastey good.

Ha.

Well, all the drama is going on in my Science class right now, because the Honors class this year is like that.

My best friend (whose nickname isn't Brandon the Un-dateable for nothing... but that's a whole 'nother story) has a girlfriend.

And I don't care, to be honest. Good for him. Except for:

a. His girlfriend HATES me, because, y'know, he's my best friend and all.

b. He randomly stopped talking to me. It turns out, he asked her out at the homecoming dance (which I wouldn't have known, considering homecoming sucked for me and I left an hour and a hald into it, crying because I overheard my OTHER best friend talking about me in the bathroom) and didn't tell anyone.

c. He's said about three words to me since (okay, four- "Hey, that's my pencil!" when I handed it to him because he dropped it on the floor).

d. We were GOING to go trick-or-treating this Tuesday together. But Morgan (his girlfriend) decided that trick-or-treating is stupid, and now I'm out of Halloween plans.

UGH!!!

It sucks.

And everyone thinks I'm jealous. Honestly, I couldn't care less if he had a girlfriend. I just he didn't have to be such a jerk while having one. Oh, and I wish she didn't hate me.

AUGH!!!

-Marty :goo:

Well now, that is an awful scenario.

I know how you feel because every time one of my friends finds the "love of their life," they kinda forget I exist. It's like, "Hey! Remember me? I'm your friend--that one kid who did so-and-so and such-and-such when you needed help?...Oh?...You don't remember?...Okay..."

Hang in there. It'll come to pass, and then your friend will be sorry he was a jerk to you. I hope.

Darn friends. *shakes fist angrily at world*

See, my firends arent like that, SO I count myself lucky.

We disected a sheep heart in health class today. The gross part about it is that two of my friends didn't wear gloves in order to pick it up. They actually seemed to be EXCITED about being able to pick up a heart with their bear hands! Bleh...

That sounds fun.

Hehehe. At school, there were all these people wearing costumes. The best ones were the three bananas, the whoopee cushion girl, and the pack-of-bologna-girl.

Oh, I'd love to see that one! :D

I saw one girl dressed up as an outhouse. She had a holder with a roll of toilet paper hanging off and the roof of the outhouse was like a hat, which she wore on her head.

It was senior dress-up day, and it was tres amusing.

I saw:

• A geek, complete with lame bowtie, taped up glasses, and a kick-me sign.
• A firehouse dog.
• A whoopie cushion.
• Several chocolate bars (everyone works at Hershey Park during the summer)
• Big Bird, Cookie Monster (the girl actually handed out cookies), and Elmo, because people also work at Sesceme Place
• A few waitresses, because people don't feel like changing for their after-school jobs
• A slutty Strawberry Shortcake, with mini-skirt, corset top, fishnets, etc.
• A few french maids.
• A toaster with toast popping out.
• A guy in a Navy uniform carrying a huge boombox over his shoulder playing "In the Navy". ALL DAY.
• A Big Mac.
• Several pirates.
• A few classic witches.
• An angel.
• A few princesses.
• A Charlie Brown-esque ghost (with dozens of holes cut out).
• A plumber with plunger on his head.

And the usual- Darth Vader, vampire, cats, etc.

An interesting day, at least visually.

-Marty :goo:

A Big Mac?! *doubles over in laughter*

I won two tickets to a football game because I was one of the two students with the top grades in my geometry class! WHEEE!

Today, Drama Girl was whining. All day. I got a bad headache from her. She kepts saying to herself: "I'm a baaaad girl." Non-stop. :terrence:

But today, I got a Halloweeen card and a gift card to a candy palor from one of my teachers! Drama Girl was really jealous about it.

Perhaps she is finally starting to realize what trauma and sorrow she brings to the world.

I doubt it. :P

I think she should be bound and gagged.

Well, great news, I just checked my SAT II biology score... and I got a 790! WHEEEEE!

DANG! THAT IS A WHOPPING AWESOME SCORE! CONGRATS, KZINISTZERG!

Don't we all.

Congrats on the test.

Here's my brother's response to my my score:

"i got a 790. trained monkeys get 790s. it's biology. "

Smack him. He deserves it. >:(

Then wouldn't that make him as intelligent as a monkey?

OOH!!! BURN! 8D

Tomorrow, the vending machine will feel my wrath, and vengeance will be mine.
The vending machine at school sells the most delectable, monstrously huge, chocolate chip cookies I have ever seen, along with corn nuts, bags of pretzels, and the like. It so happened that I had a craving for one of these cookies, so I borrowed a dollar off my friend (I need to pay her back...*runs off to get a dollar*) and headed down to the vending machine where I carefully inserted the bill and watched gleefully as the machine accepted it. I entered the code E7, which was the code for the cookie. I waited with anticipation, BUT THE COOKIE NEVER FELL. "NOOOOOO!!!!" I said, as I shook the machine. In its place was a bag of CORN NUTS, and not just any corn nuts, but BBQ FLAVORED ONES. First, corn nuts are bad for your teeth and tend to give me indigesetion. Second, foodstuffs with BBQ sauce-flavored substances give me heartburn. Third, no measly bag of corn nuts costs a dollar.
It will suffice to say that the vending machine will regret its foolish action tomorrow, yes it will.

One word: pickaxe.

I am definitely looking forward to an update on this! :D

Grrrr...That vending machine is much cleverer than I thought. It foresaw my plan of attacking it, so it installed SECURITY CAMERAS in the near vicinity. My plans have been ruined. The worst I could do today was shake my fist angrily at the vending machine and give it a good, hard kick that managed to dent my toe and not the metal. You may have won the battle, but you haven't won the war. Mark my words. Vengeance will be mine.

Can't you tell a teacher or something? They'l usually help you out.

School has actually.........been really great, despite the fact that I had been dreading it as much as I have (this year is my first year of college). I've actually gotten involved with clubs, and I've been doing fairly well in my courses, though my Literary Analysis class has occasionally been a pain.

Other than that, everything's been great.

Fuuuuuuuuunny day. My para (Ms. Sue) didn't come in today? And guess what?

DRAMA GIRL CRIES.

OK, my day started as I went to Social Studies. Sue nor Drama Girl showed, and Mrs. Frangos (my SS teacher) tells me I have to go down to my homeroom. I did and here's what happened:

Mr. Smith: Elena, Sue's not in today.
Me: Oh. Got a sub?
Mr. Smith: Not yet.
Drama Girl: Noooo! I HAVE TO GET TO CLASS!!
Mr. Smith: Calm down. We're getting a new para.

(Drama Girl begins crying and runs off)

And it went on for a whole hour. Non-stop.

Here's a Drama Girl snippet:

Drama Girl: C'mon! Wake up! WAKE UP! This is a dream. No, wait. A nightmare.

We then got a new para, Ms. Roseanne. Drama Girl's reaction:

Drama Girl: (cries and hides under desk)

For 10 minutes straight. Then we talked for a little while:

Mr. Smith: (to Roseanne) She (reffering to Drama Girl) was really anxious to go to class. Right?
Drama Girl: Uh, no. I was pretending to be anxious. I really don't wanna go to class. I'll stay on my desk, reading a nice book.
Me: :jk:
Mr. Smith: No, you're not. You're going to class, and that's final.
Drama Girl: NOOO!!
(Drama Girl begins stamping her feet and crying)
Me: (big grin)

I have no clue.

She needs help.
Seriously.

But the problem is that nobody would probably want to help her. Guess she's doomed.

My water bottle leaked in my backpack and soaked my books. I had to dry all the pages with a hair dryer. :P

No, it's her parents who need help. She's an only child, so they spoiled her. A little too much. :o

Tee-hee at your wet books.

Well now, that's even worse because her parents would probably get into a tizzy if someone told them that they were raising their child in a not-so-swell way.
So I guess she's doomed.

Yes, she is. One of my teachers said that Drama Girl might end up in a bad high-school. They also said I have very good grades and will go to a good high-scool.

Good for you! Make sure you keep up with the good grades in high school, and (if you want) you can get into a good college!!!

And with a little luck, someday you'll be able to hire Drama Girl as your maid. I'm sure she'll do a dramatically good job. ;)

Don't worry, people like that will never ever ever compete with you for jobs.

Yes, I know. Yet another funny day.

OK, so Drama Girl lost her eraser cap in Language Arts. And what happens?

(Drama Girl loses her eraser cap)
Drama Girl: (to me) Did you see my eraser?
Me: Nope. Maybe it fell on the floor.
Drama Girl: OK.

(Drama Girl look under some peoples' desks)
Drama Girl: Here, eraser...come on. Come out of hiding. I won't bite. C'mon, boy!
(Drama Girl finds her eraser)
Drama Girl: Oh, I'm so happy I found you!
(Drama Girl kisses the eraser cap, hugs it, and puts it back on her pencil)

She KISSED it, and it was on the ground. Ugh.

And then she had a meltdown at lunch:

Drama Girl: NO! I DON'T WANNA GO TO SCIENCE!!

And that was it.

I hope Craig and Lauren are reading this thread and thinking of their next new show... ;)

Now that would make a hilarious episode!

Today was both good and bad. In PE, we were playing football, and the other team kept making racial slurs about us.
First semester is half way through, and I'm doing okay. In biology, I have the highest grade. In English, I scored the highest on the test. I have the second highest grade in Geometry. Not too bad, right?

Well, they might. But if they did, I'm sure it wouldn't turn out too well for them. ;)

Not bad at all. :D