Okay...so this sub. teacher thinks he can say anything he wants to say....I mean come on...I don't think so. I don't like him...I really never did. His clothes are not meant for school and he is...well I don't even know if he has a degree in anything...although I'm giving him the benefit of the doubt. I really mean that. I don't know why he would even say anything about my grades...it is none of his business...in fact...I doubt he knew that we did the best on our science fair. Oh well...everyone happens to have a weak spot and mine is trying. I've never tried...and I don't want to start trying. I'm going to get my D- in Geometry and be happy with it. I really mean that. I could careless right now...I really could there is nothing I want more than not to be in this school anymore...czu frankly this is one of worst places ever. I really mean that. This place is: if you don't fit in...you better find a way to fit in or find a group of un-fit in people...that is how this goes...oh yeah...you have to be somewhat smart to fit in...me I fit in because I'm the school's daily entertainment...go ahead admit it...the only reason why half of the school is nice to me is because I'm there to make them laugh...I really mean that. That is the only reason...there isn't a chance in hell that I'll get together with Nic or anybody else here because I'm entertainment...a girl like me could never be a good girlfriend...she's here to entertain me...and what not. And how do I entertain...of course make a fool of myself. See...I want to fit in...and I know that deep down I like it...but there are three layers to me...the first I don't mind making a fool of myself and make nothing of it...the second is the one that wonders why I do this to me...and why I try so DAMN hard to fit in...the third likes all the attention and gets a rise out of everything...so everything in me is viewed in three layers...everything...there's always a chance that one day just one layer will stick out the most and I'll be like that for the rest of my life...but for now I just have to let all my layers come and go as they please...and it bothers me...because I don't know anything about myself...there is nothing in me that I understand. I mean I understand the layers...and I think that is the reason why I'm so indeciesive...but other than I don't understand myself...I'm just hollie and that is all there is to it. I mean that's why I say I don't think anything hurts me [fist layer]...then I have eveything hurts me [second layer]...and then I have the whole I get a kick out of getting hurt because I get attention [third layer] most of the time all the layers work together...to form some pitiful human being...me.