hey guys what's going on

So Linda, good job skipping your day.

I have a sore middle finger so I'll be typing this really quickly to relieve the pain. So FIRST off, Becca decided which photo place she'd prefer, and I'm pretty sure you two would choose the same. The first photo place, PLACE A is around $8.70, one copy of each photo, takes an hour. PLACE B is the same price, two copies of each photo, but it takes more than a day. Becca wants to go to place A but if you guys both vote for place B, tell me early so I can give it to them on Sunday so we can pick it up on Monday, together. But I think place A is best.

Okay SECOND, we need to think of a time to get together.

THIRD, I don't know how it works Clara. If we want the advertising stuff, I think we need other people reading out blog. And you and Linda told me that you thought that was weird so I turned out blog private. Also, give me your e-mail, so I can send you an invite. Accept it, and you can sign in with your email and write on the blog.

Today at 6:33 my phone rings, and usually my alarm is 6:35 so I thought it was my alarm so I clicked it and pushed it under my pillow. Then I heard a "hello?" and went all "WTF" I answered the phone and kept asking "who is this?" but the person didn't answer and kept saying "don't you have school, wake up, it's time to wake up." I look at the caller id and it's unknown. The person tells me to wake up again and says bye. After that, I was kind of still tired but when I was brushing my teeth and a bit more awake, I realized it was Mo who called. SO RANDOM. I'm so tired D:

Nothing much really happened today. OH!. Yes. So Tuesday I had gym and we're playing soccer. The teacher's teaching us how to two-touch pass and says to kick the top of the ball to prevent it from flying into the ceiling. So it's my turn and I pass it to my partner, this kid named Kevin. He passes it at an angle so I can't trap it. I run after it and dribble it to my spot, but Kevin starts criticizing me, saying that I'm doing it wrong. I ignore it and pass it to him, not awesomely, but whatever. He then freaking kicks it from the bottom and it hits me in the boob. And it fucking hurt. And my whole line started laughing and he was like "bwhahah so-hahah-sor-hahaha-sorry" Never before have I felt like I was trapped in a really bad teen movie. Today I had gym again, and we were supposed to pass each other the ball and try to block but not steal the ball. So I pass it to him and block but he yelled at me saying that I didn't know what I was doing and after that he kicked the ball to the other side of the gym. BECAUSE HE CAN'T PLAY SOCCER.

I'm not saying that I'm good, but he's not either. So his huge ego is just trying to compensate for his small dick. Right?

And in computer class, my teacher's still sick so he was out. And we had this teacher, Murry, as a sub. He and Patrick. Oh god, they were talking about movies for the whole entire period. Murry first though that Patrick was another teenage boy who thinks he loves movies but once he started naming old movies and Patrick knew most of them, all hell broke loose. You could see the happiness in Murry's face and in Pat's. I wanted to barf but I kept laughing instead. They were talking about movies from 30's onward and Murry kept telling him to watch the top ten of each year. THEY BOTH THINK WALL-E IS GOOD FOR PETE'S SAKE. It's cool they know so many movies and all that crap, it shows dedication in intrests, but must they speak so loudly? Oh, oh, the best part is, Murry walks over to this other guy and calls him "boring guy"

NO.
I do not even know how to compute what he did. How can he just insult someone like that? Because the kid didn't chat it up with Murry about movies, slightly showing off, does not mean he's boring. IMPLICATIONS ARE ANNOYING.

Then near the end of the period these two guys started playing Family Guy on their computers, the volume pretty loud. One kid closes his as they crowd around the other guy and wait, wait. BIRD IS THE WORD comes on. And yeah, it was funny the first time. But I have David and we've watched that episode so many times. So I prefer to leave Peter's voice at home. I tell them that it's annoying me and the guy turns off the volume, looks at me, turns it back louder. Some other guy tells him to shut it off but he turned it louder, and the guy's friends started laughing loudly. Oh my god, can high school get any more cliche?

Can't wait for Monday, guys. Put some sanity into my brain, please.

love always,
Nat
(Thursday)