Yowza!! I need confetti cannons...... Why? Um no reason....

Shit load has happened since no one read this last. Semi, Me ACTUALLY cleaning my room and my first genuinely happy day in a long while. Heehee. Semi-formal was actually pretty fucking awesome. Although,....... The DJ had NO LADY GAGA..... I'll give that a few minutes to sink in. What fucking DJ has NO LADY GAGA!!!!????!?!??!?!?! A shitty one indeed. Needless to say I was pissed. I also lost the non-love of my life but still like a huge crush to one of my best friends. Oh well. I think I also dance with more chickas than any other guy at the dance. Which is sad for both me and the straight boys. Come on straight boys! I mean I'm beating you. That's just sad. I mean seriously. That holds no intrest for me.

Secondly? My room. Fucking spotless. You could eat off of any surface in it. It's remarkable. I think it's the first time it's actually been clean since I moved INTO the room.

Third, I've been genuinely happy ALL DAY LONG. It's unnerving. I'm so used to be crotchety and pissed off. But just at the beginnning of this period, my English teacher, let's call him Killer Kowalski, decided to try to fucking ruin my day by being a bitch. So I just went you decide to try to fuck with my day, I decide to say fuck you and fuck this class. So now I sit and blog. And just now, like legit seconds ago, this cunt whohelps with the retards comes up and is like you're not supposed to be blogging at school. And there's a class in this lab. I looked her in the fucking eyes and then said, 'if it's not allowed, why isn't it blocked? Did you book this lab for this period? The ACTUAL tteacher for this class is, let's say The Dwarf, isn't it? Let's ask her how much she cares about me being here."

Bitch got put in her fucking place!! And so my happy day continues.... On do-gooders.

O my god though. So I had stolen by friend's headband with a bow on it, 'cuz I thought it was cute and I enjoyed it. So Iwore it for two periods and then gave it back. I'm walking away from English in a dazed kind of state because I'd just WALKED OUT, when I here the Principal say something. Now I didn't really hear it, but I had a feeling it was directed at me. Anyways I just went huh and he repeated himself. He asked, 'where's the bow?" I honestly went daawh. Now my high school like 50 year old principal isn't exactly the kind of attention I wanted the ehad band bringing, but it definitely meant that people noticed.