French Class Girl is ridiculous, but you all already knew that. I got another nonsense note from her today. Apparently I am a skanky rockstar, and she and her loooover are my crackhead managers. Um, wow. I said something about her "relationship" with Irritating Girl in my reply, and she didn't even deny it! Bahaha! Well, that's good; someone's making progress!
Although my English teacher probably got her degree from a cereal box, she is now officially awesome. Why? Well... because her daughter is really quite delicious! (Wow, I haven't gotten to use "delicious" in a long time! It's my favorite word ever.) She's in college, and she's like... sexy! Oh my god, wow! The teacher, in a rare moment of usefulness, showed us a picture of her, and, well, damn! All of a sudden, I can tolerate English class. She says her daughter likes to hear about my class and would like to meet us someday. Umm, YES. Haha, one guy found her facebook, and my entire class added her! All of our requests are still pending, though. I am curious to see what she thinks. x)
My rival and I were temporarily friends for the day. Haha.
An English test was today. A French test, a biology test, a history test, and a biology report are all coming up this week. FML.
My history teacher is a stupid whore, and I hate her. I forgot to rant about that. Oh, well. She lies about her grading systems and deducts shitloads of points for petty reasons.
I don't understand humanity.
I do not want to hear about my rival's sexual fantasies. EVER. /retches
Facebook is currently pissing me off because it's giving me tons of useless notifications.
I've been feeling kind of worse than usual lately. This time last year, everything was really looking up, and I was about to head into the best few months I've ever had. Now, it's really not like that... :( I guess I just really miss it. I am not very much like I was then. I am pathetic and reclusive now, and I don't do the things I tell myself I will. I hate it.