What? Tomorrow's Friday

Here I am...

In English Class sitting next to a TRAITOR. We made the coolest video EVER in Broadcast Journalism. It was for a movie trailer and we shot it AT MY HOUSE with MY MOMS COOKIES and all I wanted in return was the credits to say: 'In association with What Tomorrow's Friday Productions" and apparently it "didn't fit" how can it NOT FIT?! It's a freakin movie trailor that's like exactly what's in a trailer!

Anyway the blasphemer is gone. He is forever blocked and deleted from W?TF.

And then there are two across from me discussing the various Disney movies with subliminal messages and let me tell you that I am bored out of my freaking mind and I want to go home.

Two more hours and they are the most boring classes

Geometry.

Biology.

I want cookies.

If only I didn't let the devil eat my mom's cookies than I could have some when I got home.

I found a tick on me this weekend.

I didn't even go outside! It's The Fish's fault.

BUT I would like to say that I picked him off without screaming!

I was proud. Very, very proud of myself.

I think I shall end this blog now.

Goodnight and goodbye, I'll see you in the asylum.

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