i feel foreign today. and i really am not sure how to spell that. today has been ok, im glad i caught up with siddhi. niceness. i feel so proud of her. beauty. yeah, art was okies, though i reckon miss.gibbs has alotta storred hate in that mind of hers generated for me. well, maybe. she is in love with carter. i could kill that girl. whenever i am in a room with her i want to ... scratch her, hard. we had a starbucks trip, and i felt retarded. fancy underwear. and excuse me, what is so funny about needing visual aids? just because you are too dirty for your own good. bad. badness all over the place. hmm, i got scared with art. though im not gonna think about it right now...