The chemistry teacher accidentally got some water on Old Crush's paper. Old Crush was NOT happy. She raged. It was pretty weird. Also, that idiot guy decided he didn't like his new seat, so he blocked my view again today. Ugh.

But today wasn't all bad! Why, you ask? THE FREAKAZOID! She actually came to school! Her hair was perfect today, and she wore her makeup! (She always complains about her face when she doesn't wear it but doesn't wear it a lot of the time because she's always late for school. She looks fine without it, but when she does wear it, it’s like OMG...) Oh, gosh, I might be a little biased, but she was absolutely irresistible today. I had a fit when I saw her. She barely even had one foot in the classroom when I stared talking to her. I was soooo excited, so I was talking INSANELY fast, and I had to slow down and repeat myself a bunch of times for her. Hahaha, do you think she could tell how badly she was missed?

There's this random guy in my French class now. Before he came along, it was all girls. I think we intimidate him because he sat super far away from everybody. (I wouldn't blame him, though! IG took one look at him and said, "Oh, yay, a guy! Now we can traumatize him with our super graphic rants!") Oh, and speaking of French class, my freakazoid wasn't at school! Ugh, I went to school today for like, no reason! I want to see her so freaking bad I might explode. I almost went crazy today! 2 weeks without a freakazoid is way too long. I was so counting on seeing her today... I'm sad! I just can't wait to see her until tomorrow, and I don't even have French early in the day! Ughh! However shall I make it that long!? What if she decides not to show up tomorrow too? I'll have to punch something.

It is suddenly 2011. I am not happy about this. Like... at all. I don't know what I'm going to do about the whole FCG thing. I only have until May, and then she leaves. I don't want it to be like what happened with the last girl I liked. She moved away, and then, to everyone else, it was like she had never existed, but to me, it just hurt a lot. I'm sorry if that makes no sense, but yeah, it sucked a lot. I barely heard from her and became scared to talk to her because she barely answered my messages and stuff, even though we had been really good friends at school. I talked to her a few months ago. I don't know why I still have her number saved in my phone.

That girl left at the end of 8th grade. I had a lot going on then. Literally 90% of my friends moved that year, leaving me mostly alone. That was also around the time when my parents divorced, but my dad hadn't moved out yet, so home life sucked. I know it doesn't sound that bad, but I felt really bad during that time. I really did. I don't ever want to feel anywhere close to that again...

Bleh. My mom is paranoid because there have been break-ins, but the break-ins were out in the middle of the countryside where there aren't any neighbors. So I had to have the alarm on in the middle of the day because she's super paranoid. What idiot would break into a house in a neighborhood in the middle of the afternoon when most of the neighbors are home and awake? My car is even here!

The freakazoid is officially off to go see her friend, who is probably a thousand times cooler than I am, considering I spent most of the day browsing the internet and watching cartoons. (In my defense, it was because of Adventure Time, which is where the appropriate title came from!)

I parked at an angle. Big mistake. I literally spent 10 minutes backing out this morning, and my cousin had to help me. I felt sooo stupid. Hahaha. It normally wouldn't be an issue, but my uncle's car was there today. In my defense, it was cold, and I'm having, um, womanly cramps, so it's okay if I fail at life a little!

So, right now I'm waiting for my aunt, uncle, and cousin to get here. It doesn't really feel like Christmas at all. When I mentioned this earlier, my mom said something to me that I really didn't like to hear, but I'll get to that later. 2010 went by way too fast, I guess, and Christmas really loses its magic once you're not a little kid anymore. I don't believe in the religious aspect, so it's mostly just another day to me. There wasn't even a whole lot of things I specifically wanted this year... Well, buyable things, anyway! Hehe!

I've been feeling very Lady Gaga lately. "Bad Romance" was stuck in my head for a while today.

I hate it when my mom says I'm "not missing too much" by not having a social life. I know she's just trying to make me feel better, but it doesn't work because I am ridiculously lonely. That's the only thing I don't like about having breaks from school. I never get to do anything except sit at home. I haven't been out with friends since my birthday. At least my cousin will be here soon.

My 7-year-old sister thinks she's getting a laptop for Christmas, and if she doesn't get it, she'll whine about how it's "not faaaay-yurrrr" in that stupid, whiny redneck voice of hers. She pisses me off soo much. Everything is "not faaaay-yurrrr" to her, and the particular whine she says it in makes me want to stick a knife through my eardrums. She doesn't know that my aunt, uncle, and cousin are coming for Christmas. She only knows we're having "secret guests." Why? Because she'll whine how it's "not faaaay-yurrrr" that I'll have someone to hang out with and she won't. (Because we can totally control the fact that my cousin is 17 instead of 7, right?) I overheard her asking my mom if the people who were coming over had kids, and she was NOT happy when my mom said, "Yes, but he's nowhere near your age." SO BRATTY!

She thinks she can run around Walmart and beat the shit out of me just because "kids can do whatever they WANT, and stupid teenagers and grown-ups are STUPID!" And of course, when I ask her to stop, we both get yelled at. What the fuck?

Remember when I said I probably fucked up my math exam since it seemed so easy? Yeah, I got a C. (There was one A. Only one, and it was technically an A-. It was one of my friends. Even another one of my math genius friends only got a C+.) But I did get an A- on my French exam, which is miraculous since I've lost all ability to concentrate on anything that's not FCG in French class. I still haven't seen my chemistry grade yet... Don't really want to!

But that history. Oh, my god, that history. I barely knew any answers at all. Not even kidding. I took one look at the first page and said softly to myself, "SHIIIIT!" Most other people had the same problem, though. Luckily, the teacher didn't give us any homework over the holiday break! Not even an essay! That's so unlike her. It's over, though! No more exams! YES! I now have two weeks worth of laziness and relaxation.

Anyway, my annoying little sister is in looooove! She won't shut up about a little boy in her class, and last night at dinner, she announced to my dad and his girlfriend that she loved this little boy and was going to marry him, but she has to share him with her friend. Oh, wow.

The math exam went better than I had expected. This frightens me a bit. That means I probably did something very, very wrong. There is only one left now, and it's awful, awful history, of course. I just read 40 pages worth of crap, and I still have 20 to go, but I can't bring myself to pay attention anymore. Everything is distracting! First, I took a nap. Then, I woke up, and Michael Jackson music was stuck in my head. And then I got hungry. And then I got distracted by the TV. And then I imagined walking down the hall to my history exam tomorrow with this playing in the background. Then, I got to thinking, and I decided that the music would be ten times more awesome if it played on the way to my actual, official AP exam in May. I could even walk in slow-motion and everything, so I imagined my life as a video game. The real AP exam in May is on the day that FCG leaves forever, so I'd be all sad as I walked down the hall, but I'd have to look badass because I'd be going off to an epic boss battle the test. Yes, there'd be some tearful cut-scene, and then that music would start up, and I'd go off to war fail! For some reason, I love the idea of my life as a video game. I'd make either the greatest or the worst video game hero ever. Not entirely sure which. Anyway, then I got on Oasis and started typing this. And then... Oh, hell, I'm sure you get the picture.

Well, I guess everything is bothering me right now. I don't know which topic to choose for the essay part of my English exam tomorrow. None of them seem particularly appealing, and only one is even really doable. The choices are so... personal! The English teacher has been really nice lately, so I don't hate her anymore, but why on earth would she care about who I admire the most or about the most depressing time in my life? How would I even write an essay about that? I think I'm going to pick the least personal one on the list. I hate having to let teachers read my personal shit. I'm stressed as hell over my math and history exams. I don't even know what I'm gonna do about history. I'm absolutely fucked, and I do not mean in the good way. Also, I just realized this school year is halfway over, which means I only have one semester to get my shit together and get that freakazoid before she goes away forever. And to top it all off, my mom bought 2% milk instead of 1%, so my chocolate milk had a funny aftertaste. :(

HOLY SHIT, YOU GUYS. You'll love this. I was bored on facebook, so I went to FCG's page, and suddenly, there were pictures of her kissing girls. Well, technically, she was kissing them on the cheek, but in one, she looks SOOOOO happy and appears to be blushing. I should feel jealous, but she's way too freakin' cute and happy. Haha. And it's progress for our dear Narnian, you know! We just have to make sure it's me next time.

My mom and I are about to go try to watch a meteor shower, as the title may have implied. I usually go to bed at 12 on school nights, but I'll probably be 12:30 or so tonight. Luckily, in my first period class tomorrow, we're watching a movie, so I can sleep if necessary!

Eww, it's exam week! I hate exam week. English is gonna be easy, algebra and chemistry are going to suck, and history is going to be a fucking monster. Today in history, we were supposed to be reviewing, and guess what the teacher did? NOTHING! And then she insulted us by calling us lazy! What the FUCK!? I spent an hour and a half trying to make a study guide because the one she gave us was shit, and I'm LAZY!? Excuse me?

Anyway, let's get to the good part of this post. Enough of Mrs. History Teacher. No one wants to hear about her because she makes people angry!

Before the French exam:

FCG: I don't have anything to write with...
Me: Here's a pencil!
FCG: ((smiles)) Thank you, darling~

My insides instantly melted into goop. Any information I had crammed for the test evaporated.

I just went to the most adorable little coffee shop ever. It doesn't even feel like you're in Redneck Land when you go in there. The coffee is amazing, and the cupcakes are the greatest ever. They also somehow manage to serve t of my absolute favorite foods, plus coffee, which is my favorite thing ever. It's like this place was made just for Super Ducks! I am going to marry that coffee shop. Yes, the entire thing! :D

Anyway, yesterday. Oh, my god, yesterday. IG and FCG got into an argument about whether or not FCG was fat. (She is not, but for some reason she REALLY thinks she is.) It eventually included punching and slapping and yelling, so I intervened. And guess what my duties included? Telling FCG that no, she does not, in fact, have "hugely fat crater thighs" like IG said she did. And guess how I had to do that?

Before Christmas break, there are always exams. The mere thought of the history exam makes me want to hide under my blanket and bawl my eyes out. Helpful Junior said the teacher-made December exam is actually somehow worse than the real AP exam. WHAT?

FCG said she may straighten her hair tomorrow. This is the highlight of my week because I like touching it best when it's that way. I think that means my life is officially pathetic. What about you guys? Do you think that means my life is officially pathetic, because it really, really probably does?