I didn't go to school today. There was lots of ice on the roads, and I live pretty far away, so it wasn't safe. My chemistry teacher, who lives near me, called this morning and told me not to go, even though we had school today. Pretty much anyone who lives more than a few minutes away didn't go to school. I talked to FCG on facebook, and she says there is barely anyone at school, and like 4 of her teachers were out. I miss my freakazoid, though. :( I'd be sitting in class with her and ignoring the teacher right now if I was at school.

Mrs. History Teacher ruined my life. Okay, not really, but she is trying pretty hard to destroy my dreams of going to Sweden and getting with a bunch of hot Swedish strippers! According to Mrs. History Teacher, European women don't shave anything, even their legs and armpits. Shit, she can't be serious! Is this, like... true? Please, please, please tell me it's not. I just kind of assumed that most women in Western countries shaved at least their legs and armpits.

The Whorebag Crew has been at it again. They were trash-talking FCG after school on Wednesday, and yesterday she heard about it. They basically called her ugly and stupid, but I have a class with one of them, and trust me, she does not need to be calling anyone stupid. Also, one looks like a fucking Oompa Loompa, and I can't really decide if the other one is attractive or not. I mean, she has nice hair, but I don't think she'd look any good without makeup. Still, she doesn't need to be calling FCG ugly.

FCG: They apparently called me ugly and stupid...
Me: What the hell? Why?
FCG: I guess they just don't like me. I mean, I know I'm not attractive at all, but why did they have to say it?
Me: Yes, you are!
FCG: No, I'm not...

I hate it when she does this! I just can't seem to make her understand how gorgeous I think she is. Stop insulting my taste in women, FCG! You are beautiful, dammit!

My new seat in chemistry is by Old Crush. I've heard lots of... interesting... things from her. We discussed our lack of understanding of football, but then she decided she loved the idea of this nerdy guy who sits a few seats in front of us playing football. The day before that, she started talking to this other guy about her deep fascination with earwax. Uhh... Why did I ever like her?

It was my sister's birthday yesterday. I have to go to her stupid party full of 8-year-olds tomorrow. She is also the biggest brat in the world and threw multiple fits about everything. First, she cried because she got her most expensive present, a Nintendo DSi XL, at home last night instead of at her birthday party in front of all of her friends. Then, she cried because the big part of her cake is strawberry and not red velvet. (Her cake has two different flavors. The big part is strawberry, and a smaller, top part is red velvet.)

Anyway, my eye feels weird, so I'm gonna go do something else now.