I'm sort of rage-y today, I guess. I was displeased with my French teacher because she messed up our amazing, awesome, fabulous, great, wonderful seating order. I don't know if it was just for today or if it was permanent, but if it's the latter, I WILL EXPLODE! I hate that woman so much.

FCG is getting a haircut, but she says she's not cutting too much off. Well, of course. That wouldn't be very FCG-ish. We all know how she is about her hair! I really, really, really, really just want an excuse to touch it. Hahaha. I got to touch it today! It was only for a few seconds, though...

She and IG were pushing each other, and IG almost knocked her over. She stumbled back and nearly fell, but she reached out and practically grabbed something to break her fall. And by "something," I mean me, and by "me," I mean the space right between my boobs. HOLY CRAP. HOLY CRAP. HOLY CRAP.

Also, my chemistry teacher is mean. A guy's phone fell out onto the floor. It was not in use and was turned off. She took it up anyway. What the hell!? You're supposed to have them turned off, and I'm pretty sure his was. No teachers except this crazy bitch ever seem bothered that you have a phone with you as long as it's off. This guy drives himself to and from school, anyway; if he doesn't have his phone because totalitarian dictator lady took it for no good reason, what happens if he is in an emergency?

I think everyone has been annoyed by that teacher lately. The first thing Helpful Junior and I said to each other today was literally the exact same thing: "OH MY GOD I HATE THAT WOMAN!"

Eww, I cannot stand school! I do wanna see what FCG did with her hair, though. That's about it. Ugh, today is only Tuesday! NO!

My sister was irritating the hell out of me today. She was wailing for an after school snack, but my grandma had to drop her off at dance class at 3:30 and didn't have time to get her one. She KNOWS she can't have an after school snack on Tuesdays, but she decided to be a little bitch anyway.

Sister: I want a snack!
Me: It's Tuesday...
Sister: NO I WANT A SNACK
Granny: Let's go get a snack!
Me: She'll be late for her dance class.
Sister: OH NO
Me: You know how Tuesdays are!
Granny: YOU SHOULD EAT SOME CANDY
Sister: WAAAAAAAAAH I'M STAAAAARVING TO DEATH

Because a child who ate just a couple hours beforehand and is 30 pounds overweight is in danger of starving to death, right?

She didn't end up getting a snack, but holy fuck, she bitched and whined sooo much! And then she got a soda from the trunk of my grandma's car and made the nastiest mouth noises in the universe, which were audible even over my iPod with the volume 3/4 of the way up. I asked her not to be so nasty.

Sister: UH, you're not the BOSS of me.
Me: Do you drink like that at school? How can you have any friends?
Sister: KIDS DO WHAT THEY WANT. STUPID TEENAGERS AND ADULTS ARE STUPID AND NEED TO SHUT UPPPP!

I JUST WANT TO PUNCH HER BRATTY LITTLE FACE IN.