i will, for once, CALM THE FUCK DOWN.

anthony jacked rj's book of truly tasteless jokes IV from me. anthony's sense of humor is going to get fucked up by the next time i see him, i can tell.

how do you get a baby to float? take your foot off of it's head, and allow it to float to the surface!

afterschool in the commons. amy wrote her phone number(s) on my hand. all this time, and i've been without it! funny.

anthony took me home. we tried to walk out the "red doors," but ms. carter-perry, that whore, blocked us. we even opened the door for justin thornton, because he was on crutches. anthony was like, "we're helping him, he's handicapped!" and ms. carter-whorey was like, "i''ll handicap you!" so she sent us back. but instead of walking around through the front of the school, seth, maurro, anthony, and i exited through the emergency exit, which lead us into the construction area. we walked through the massive construction grounds where the new courtyard will be, fearing that we'd get yanked out of there by some authority figure. but alas, we were not caught! i think we should do that all the time, just to circumvent the stupid administration at this school.

the orchestra/band/choir concert is tonight. i can't even play those goddamn songs! can anyone say airbowing?