Icy shleeshlooshlum

Today was a werid day.

I had this dream that totally freaked me out.

It started out with me and Evan crammed in a seat on a bus together. The bus was full of people of all grades and it was so loud. At first it was just me and Evan talking and being me and Evan. We were talking and stuff. And then he started acting weird.
The bus parked in someone's huge house and we all got off, and I walked over to stand by Evan, but there was this girl from school there. She looked at me and said, "I think there's something wrong with him." I have the distinct feeling she was his girlfriend in my dream. She handed me a bag and inside it was a bunch of Evan's stuff and some weird articles. Most of them were about suicides or murders, but there was one about my dad. I put the articles back in the back and set it next to Evan. I looked up at him and said something, asked him a question or something.
He punched me in the face and I fell to the ground and he started beating the crap out of me. I don't remember anything about that part except his face. It was so scary. His mouth was twisted in a snarl and his eyes were . . . kind of glowing, but not like a dream sort of glowing. He looked like he absolutely hated me.
I was kind of half afraid of him in the back of my mind for most of the morning. He would be standing behind me and talking or something and I would be so tense. It didn't make any sense to me. I have no reason to be afraid of Evan for real, but . . .

Back to today.
Played a dumb game in PE, Marty spent most of the hour explaining the rules to us. The rules we already knew.
I just wanted to take a nap in Geometry.
We did a "vin diagram on steroids" in English about Zarov and Rainsford from The Most Dangerous Game.
I cheered up a bit at lunch. Barrek's voice gives me a headache. Oh, oh, and he also doesn't acknowledge my existence. I don't like him much, which is just fine since he's Haylee's bf.
In science we're learning about nuclear decay equations. They suck.
I gave Mr.S Mew in Art. And I drooled on my project when he was talking to me. He said it was okay. Evan laughed at me. I'm almost done with my project.
We just took notes in Am His. I ate my sucker.
In biology . . . I finished my lab report.

Then I came home and called Evan and waited for ever for his mom to pick me up while intermittently talking to a pitiful Taylor. He was sad cause he couldn't come too.
I went to Evan's. He was being a snot and using his whip crack onomatopoeia on me. You know "wi-pish."
I ate pizza. yay.
Then he watched me play Okami for a long time. I kept asking him if he wanted to play, but he said he'd just watch. So we did that until my dad came to pick me up because the ice storm was getting worse.
A lot of people are out of power now. I still have power yay and so did Evan last I checked. There's ice everywhere and it looks really cool. Evan's mailbox was iced shut.
I fell on my face. When I was going down the steps from my house, I didn't even slip, I just missed a step and fell flat on my face. Pratfalling, right? Yeah. Learned that from Smash Bros.
It was funny, my mom told me. I wished I could've seen it myself, but I had a face full of wet grass.

---Lacquer head knows but one desire. Lacquer head sets his skull on fire! . . . keep on sniffin til your brain goes pop, keep on sniffin til your brain goes pop . . .