Shit is hitting the fan at speeds in excess of 1000 Googlybytes a second.

I had Funky Hair today -- that was, a bunch of random braids with binders in the middle but nods...and flowers stuck in them...and some odd child asked me at lunch for some other odd child (either Frosh or Sophmore, I dunno which) what my name was becau liked me or something. [scratches head] plus i got some Anthony Morelli (I know i spelled that horribly horribly wrong) comments...First encounter: Religion:

some person: Hey...what about Morelli?

me: huh?

person: d’you think he’s hot?

me: [mutters] If you do i agree with you (the Person is a male, which is what prompted that comment)

mr cooper: SHUT UP!! [yelling at random sophmores and mr. deziel] YOU!! OUT IN THE HALL!! GET AWAY FROM MY CLASSROOM!! [he begins class]

Second encounter -- with my All Time Favorite Person

Faith: hey look, it’s anthony [points behind me]

me: so? yeah? What?

Faith: So don’t you wanna see him?

me: [frustrated] NO. I. DON’T.

Faith: [does weird giggle-smirky thing]

me: [promptly rips out hair] WHY WON’T ANYONE TELL ME ANYTHING?!!

So thats driving me batshit. Next obsession -- Jhonen Vasquez, who is fucked up beyond all words but is still one of the cooler people alive. Chels -- I’m almost done with the book you guys lent me this afternoon. I can’t stop.

Michi -- I want Skids and Cy to get together sooooo bad...do they? Please? oh god please?

Heh. i found another convert -- Debbie. You guys don’t know her. She’s in my choir, and after listening to me talk endlessly about Diru, wants to hear their music. I think I mentioned this already. Anyways, tonight she watched me draw all 5 members in pen on the back of my music, plus their names in hiragana and kanji (die kaoru kyo only ^^;;;;) but then she expressed an interest in seeing real pictures of them....I managed to sell her on Kaoru’s cheekbones but not crossdressing...BOO! Anyways, I’m gonna make her “Washu’s Non-Offensive Non-Crossdressing Uuber Kawaii and Hot-Looking Plus Uuber-Informative Dir en Grey Page With Lots of Tasty Pics and Lyrics To All Those Cds I’m About To Burn You” page

Mimi -- the Mcad people called me! After, of course, I left a pathetic sounding rather sarcastic message on their answering machine....mwahahahaha. I’ve got notes to write you, I just keep not seeing John!! boo!!

To everybody else: Chocolate is a sedative. I was working during lunch but managed to snarf down a Caramelo (which was a stupid thing to do I’ll admit, since it was hot and the chocolate got all melty). 45 minutes later I couldn’t see straight, a fact proven by the state of my math notes, which look like somebody gave a dyslexic troll a pencil and told him to write down a dramatic interpertation of what the little aliens did to him when he was picked up by UFOs, even though those darn government people still don’t believe him.

I was perversely pleased with myself today though. I was looking in da little mirror on the car on the way home from choir, and i noticed -- i was pretty today. Like, I could see cheekbones and those thingies on your neck...on either side of your trachea...yeah, whatever they’re called. Anyways, I could see mine without really trying, so that was cheerful. And I did another hand-examination today....call me a freak from the depths of hell, but I just love my hands. The only part of my body I’ve ever been truely happy with.

And then I came to a realization that made me feel worthless, angry, hatefull, spiteful, used, and unloved, so we’re not going to go into that.

Then I came to ANOTHER realization which made me feel like scum, which is that i figured out why my counsins had us over for supper on the 8th. Yes, I’m a horrible person. I forgot my own mother’s birthday. 50 years.

le sigh

but now I’m relaxed (though still in worhless/angry/hate/spite/etc mode) but pretty happy, mainly due to the Giant Pretzels that are festering in the cupboard, waiting for me to devour them. Heh.

Well, I gotta go finish Director’s Cut so I can be appropraitely disturbed and have horrible nightmares and show up at school tomorrow looking like Hell in a Hotdish with jello and little colored marshmallows (it’s a midwestern/minnesota thing)

-shuu, over and out.

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This is the way we skip and skip, lalala, lalala -

THE JUSTICE HOLE; STANDBY FOR SUPER CREDITS -

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