The ignomious waffle goblin has been aimed at your head. You have negative infinity divided by zero times two point eight seven three four twelve hundredths of a millisecond times pi to evade. BADGER!

I'm ducking and covering a bit myself... Coz you never know when the ones who aren't there will turn on you behind your back right under your nose while you trust them.

My day was hectic. First I had Math, and we're starting on new problems and all... The subject always changes just when I'm getting the hang of what they're "teaching", even when it shouldn't be over. Then on to English, where we're reading Hoot. I read the entire thing, but I don't really like it. Thus, the double column writing thingies I do reflect that with bitter, sarcastic replies. Hurrah. Then on to Social Studies, which was fun. We read the original version of Act I scene II out loud, and I voiced Casca. My teacher said he was sarcastic, so I used a droll, bitter voice wrought with misanthropy. Okay not that much, but it was a fun voice. Then we had science, where we were given a test on the last chapter of our current textbook.

Then I had French, where we played bingo in French. Afterwards, Art, where I drew something really creepy that I'll be uploading soon... Then my usual Friday meeting with the school counselor...

After, I went to my friend's house coz he got together as many members of the band as he could (basically him and the guy he founded the group with). They practiced for a while, then my friend taught me a little bit of music. Fun. Then I came home and some time later I began writing this.

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I have a ton of hooded sweatshirts. I love them. My two favorites are my green Cape Cod hoodie and my Jack Skellington hoodie, which I got at Disney World while in the MGM studios area. They're my trademark. I always have one on. I have this one gray hoodie that I actually wore out, the elbows are worn out. I also have a little key chain voodoo doll I attach to the zipper of one of my sweatshirts sometimes. Woo.