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Poor French Class Girl :(

What do I do for her? She might hate herself... I'll explain after I tell what all happened in French today. The teacher was absent, but she will be back tomorrow, so we were still in the gym.

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MAMMOTH-SIZED RANT. :|

Mom, you have no fucking idea what you're talking about, so just STOP. You made me feel so much worse than the school assholes ever did.

I got into a huge-ass debate with a bitch from my school today. I'll talk about that later.

Mother says the only way to get annoying idiots to shut up is to become a Christan. HAHAHA, WHAT? Me changing something isn't going to change them.

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I feel icky.

My school has a football game tonight, but I'm not going... You'll never guess what school we're playing. Well, now that I said that, you probably will. Yeah, we're playing my friend's school at their, um, place? Field? Satanic death pit? I dunno what exactly to call it.

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I update too much, don't I?

It's not like I have anything better to do. XD

This morning I was talking with a guy in my geometry class, and he made an interesting observation. The super homophobic guys in our grade are generally the ones that grab each other's asses and stuff like that.

Remember that violent kid? Today in English class, he was being a douche. According to him, "no one gives a shit about gay people's opinions." I just want to punch him. >:(

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The worst kind of stupid people is the kind that gets to make the rules.

Okay, so some girl's backpack fell off of her locker, and apparently you can get detention for that. :| What the hell? Who made up that stupid-ass rule? They need a swift kick to the face.

Her reaction was legendary. She looked the teacher dead in the face and said, "Fuck that."

EPIC WIN!

Somebody needed to say it.

My friends who went off to college randomly visited school today. After lunch, I just turned around at my locker, and they were there, on their way to see their least favorite teacher. xP

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D:

The French class girl, who STILL cannot comprehend "no," won't stop bringing up the gay subject. I don't know why, but she takes every opportunity she can to mention it. Today, I got tired of it and said, "Are you?"

She answered, "What? NOOOOO!" and made some ridiculous, over-the-top expression. I don't... understand... What do you all think she's doing?

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SUPER DUCK IS LAME.

It's Friday night, and I am sitting in my house watching the Food Network. D:

I have the entire house all to myself. My dad is spending the night at his girlfriend's house (Go dad~! XD That's not something I wanna think about...) while my mom is visiting her boyfriend. AGAIN.

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DAD. :|

My dad and I just got into a huge fight over something stupid. D:

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Uhh... help? D:

I doubt we have any doctors in the house, but I'm pretty freaked out. I've got some sort of... abscess or something on the right side of my face. I can't really tell what it is because it's under a freckle. And it hurts if I touch it. (And sometimes it's very slightly sore if even if I don't touch it because I've been obsessively messing with it all day.) But it's not like a horrible, agonizing pain. It's just slightly sore, I guess. It's not a weird color or shape. Hell, it's not even red or irritated-looking.

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Oh... Oh, shit. ;__;

About twice a year, my grandmother hosts these stupid-ass family reunions. I've never enjoyed these things. I really, REALLY don't like my dad's side of the family. Holy shit. I'm sorry, grandmother, but my idea of a good time is NOT a house full of busybody rednecks.

I just found out today that there's going to be one tomorrow. SHIT. I usually get about a week's notice...

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My grandpa made my shirt smell like bacon.

So, I met my dad's girlfriend today. She seems nice. She's quite tall. Taller than my dad, in fact. XD I find that to be strangely awesome. Anyway, she has two little children, and... they both go to my friend's school. (I guess that school does the elementary and then middle school/high school too.) She and my dad want to take all of us bowling tomorrow, but I don't really like the idea of going bowling with a bunch of little kids. ;__; I'll seem like a bitch if I don't go, though, so I definitely have a dilemma here.

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Geometry rant. >:(

Okay, I just have to rage about my freaking geometry class for a while. It's driving me insane. What's wrong with it? EVERYTHING. The book, the teacher, the tests... all of it! It's so frustrating! It shouldn't even be this hard! Geometry itself cannot possibly be this hard!

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"But I'm just a little child!"

^ The guy who said this is going to be a legal adult in three years. He has his driving permit. He will vote in the next election. That's a scary thought. He was acting like a fucking two-year-old during biology class today, so I told him to grow up, and that was his response. Yeah, if he keeps that attitude, he'll be the 46-year-old man-child having his mother cook him grilled cheese sandwiches while he watches Nickelodeon in her basement.

ACT FIFTEEN, NOT FIVE. :| No one said you had to act like an adult, but don't be a freaking toddler.

Everything is pissing me off today, in case you can't tell.

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Awkward situations aren't fun when I'm not the one creating them. :c

Yeah, the girl from French class keeps adamantly insisting I do a lot of things I don't really feel comfortable doing. D: I don't mind helping her get answers, but I don't like it when she grabs my paper and just copies it... And then she keeps insisting I touch her! Like all the freaking time! And I don't want to! D: Today, she kept telling me to pet her hair and stuff, so I decided to humor her and do it for about ten seconds before going back to attempting to listen to the teacher. She got all mad at me, and I told her how touching people I don't know very well kind of freaks me out.

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>:C

Every year, about two or three weeks into the school year, my school has a thing where the parents can come meet the teachers and stuff. I don't really know what purpose it serves, but whatever. I also don't understand why they do it AFTER school starts. But whatever, I don't understand anything they do.

SOOO... My dad met my geography teacher, who is evil. And she told him I did awful on my first test, along with everyone else.

I... I made a 92 out of 100... That was one of the highest grades in the class! :(

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