Tell Me I'm An Angel, Take This To My Grave

hey peeps. how goes it? I'm all good. Random stuff, people. Just . . . totally random.

We had this Martin Luther King Jr. assembly today for first hour. I spent most of the time reading The Phantom Of The Opera. No disrespect to the guy, but I can't stand assemblies.


not the exact cover, but close enough.

So, after that, I have history class, which I'm cool with now. I'm confidant that I did well on the test and sucked on my notes.

Then there was lunch. During the assembly, I talk to Kira and Blaize, and we had planned on going to the the Sherlock Holmes movie this Sunday. Well, at lunch, I tried to talk to her, and she was ignoring me, so in a fit of patience, since I had to get to class, I said, "Screw you." and walked away. I could faintly hear, "Oh, that's a real nice thing to say, ****."

Am I bad for being short on attention and patience? I'm trying to do better, I really am. But I've told you guys that I've never been a nice person in the first place, and she should know that by now.

Well, now I'm in newspaper, working on sturff and all that jazz. I have to look up Haiti relief efforts for class, so I'm signin' off wit, "Good-bye . . . and good luck, America, or where ever the hell you hail from."

~Jink

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