Dragged to another V.ball game.

I'm such a push over when Evan goes, "You don't have to come if you don't want to." and gives me The Face. I hate The Face. It could get me to do anything. Do all guys come equipt with this Face? Or is it a gift? I wonder . . . X?

Twilight Time Between: I was woken up early, even after I'd grumbled at my dad that I wasn't going in early today and got to school on time anyway. XP Nothing special.

Health: Board races. We came in last. I doodled most of the time anyway. XD

Geometery: Had reveiw work and our terms for the chapter. Do any of you know what an . . . indij-something is? It's a weird word and I don't like it.

English: Not much.

Lunch: I falied my test because it was Tostitos and "Cheese Flavored Dip" today. Brady had a chip. I watched the chip. The chip was dipped in cheeze. I watched the chip. Then Evan got given chips and "Cheeze Flavored Dip" so I shared with him. Brady shook his head and said, "You have failed and deeply dissapointed me." I made a sad face and he just glared at me. I kept eating Evan's chips. CX

Phys Sci: Had a test today. Most of it was easy. Except for the bit about orbitals. I totally forgot all my orbitals. XP Drat!

Art: Worked on my masks some more. I had the hardest time finding that stupid monkey mask so I could shade it properly. XP

Am His: Took notes and had a quiz. Not much again. THis was a pretty boring normal day. X(

Biology: Had Mr. Cackles, Mrs. Cackles husband, as a sub. He had to give us the notes because of the bulb blowing out yesterday and the assignment from today. I had one problem left when the bell rang so I'll just do it tonight. Ooh, Feuer and Wasser. CX
This is where Evan asked me if I was going to the volleyball game tonight. I said, "No," rather incredulously. I hate volleyball games. We always lose and I'm always bored out of my mind. He says, "But it's the last one of the season." I give him a look. Still no. He gives me The Face. I cave. "I'll see," I say.

131 days remain.

Well, I went. Wee for me. Austin was there and I talked to him most of the time. We jammed to the Gorillaz and . . . something else I can't remember. I also called Taylor to wish him a happy late birthday. We talked for about 30 minutes and he told me to tell Evan to "Eat His Pants" in Latin. I did. Evan didn't know what it meant. Taylor also gave me some news that made me go "Wait . . . what?" I've been lied to for a long time, and now I know about it, and I plan on confronting the problem person with the issue fairly soon. I'm just not sure which person to start with. XL Slaphead is not amused. We do not like being lied to, even in delicate matters such as this. I may be gullible sometimes, but if I work it out, I'm gonna be mad at you for it. I only thought it was girls who were this catty. I'm considering just giving the whole party the cold shoulder, but I can't do that to half the party as they would suspect something was up. Frap.

---Wo bist du?