Homework is so sickening.

Sorry, but I need to rant a slight bit more about school.

Today in English, I had to endure a test. This test included an writing an entire essay, and writing about the significance of about 10 different quotes. English is horrible this year. It's like how I wrote that 'tizzy' meant chaos. She corrected it as 'excited chaos'. Big difference, lady. She gives us these multiple choice tests that, out of the 4 possible answers, 3 could be right. I despise it. And I have her for the rest of the year, too. *pulls out hair*

OK, I'm done ranting about school.

What's with everybody posting their bra color as their facebook status today?

For the last two days, Sam and I have been walking around to our friends, quoting "I Will Survive", trading off lines. I think they've finally realized we've gone insane. That and the 'dramatically slamming yourself against the locker while saying "Whoa is me!"'. I'm pretty sure we've managed to scare most of the people in our hallway since school started up again.

Earlier I was looking over my blog entries from earlier in the year. Wow, I sounded depressed. Life is so much better now. I'm friends with my dorky guys in my class, and I'm loving it. Being friends with lots of girls is like constant "OMG! You like him?" "OMG! My hair is a mess!" "OMG! I hate her". Drama. Hate. Pointlessness. Guys are so much less judgmental. And so much more amusing.
Love,
-J-