You're standing way too close...

...and she's not that into you. Or maybe she is. I don't know or care a whole bunch.

What the fuck am I talking about?

We have a new girl from Hungary. This creepy guy I wanna punch in the face because he's such a smartass is all over her already. End of oh so exciting story.

I head out to sleep on the floor outside in less than an hour. Hooray?

I'm a Senior now. I don't feel like one. I probably won't ever get the chance to sit on our side of the MEW and stomp my feet a lot and scream real loud with the other Seniors every time some teacher says "SENIORS!!!" because I'm backstage clicking buttons and not giving a shit. :D But whatever. It'll be a good year. I'm ACTUALLY in Tech Theatre this year. The world's gonna fucking end now. If you don't understand that joke, I've been helping out the Tech Theatre folks with plays for the past 2-3 years of my high school life. I've never been in that class once or had to actually do any of the work I was asked to do. I just wanted to hang out with people and watch free plays. This year I'll be graded for hanging out and watching free plays.

I'm a smartass. Maybe me and smartass creepy guy should actually be best friends. I hear myself say things and am fully aware what comes out of my mouth whether you believe that or not. Half the time, I wanna punch myself in the face. The other half, I'm so proud of myself.

Buh bye.

-Allan