Now, I feel bad, because I didn’t make my bed or anything, and you know that McKenzie was like…blah, well Hollie didn’t do this, and I don’t know why she couldn’t have, she didn’t have class until whatever time it was today or something, but yeah…I dunno. I guess I’m over it. I won’t get caught, they say that it’s really hard to monitor everything which is good I guess considering that if there really to monitor everything, certain people would have been down and out a long time ago, so, this right there is a major plus if I must say so myself. Today I found out that I got a C on my paper. What the fuck seriously. I don’t think that I deserved a C…I didn’t look at my paper or anything, but a C and then McKenzie got a B…seriously now, what is going on here, I guess she can’t write worth shit or anything, and then he’s like…well you’re taking things from other parts and making up your own interpretations, not what it really means. If you are to make an interpretation in the first place, don’t you think that there’s a chance that you might be off on something, like what if the story really isn’t anything like he said, then what? Huh? Exactly. He might be wrong and we might now know it or something. I don’t know. It’s a bunch of bullshit if I ever heard it. Anyways, so yeah…I don’t know, I guess that I could be doing a lot of homework or something, but I like writing instead. I have a lot of things to do this weekend, like homework. I guess instead of working my ass off, that I’ll just do that. But, it’s totally my fault that I called in and skipped out on work…I wouldn’t have to worry so much about everything, but now I totally have to work all the time and stuff to get the money I need so, that way I can pay for the things I want and go grocery shopping, because that’s the best thing in the world. Anyways, so yeah…I need money. I wish that I could have parent’s that were just like…you might need food or something, and send you easy mac and pop tarts and other things that you might need, or like anything, that would be nice, but no sadly, that is not the case, and my grandma isn’t the richest person in the world, and my grandpa, like ha! He wouldn’t know what a care package was if you told him about it, and then showed him, and mailed one to his front door, it just doesn’t work that way and it sucks. So, yeah…I don’t know it’s kinda like…wow, everything is so much different now, this semester. I don’t know. Like let’s talk about B…B is totally someone that I can’t see myself being friends with, it just doesn’t work, like I tell him that I love him to death, but then I look at it, and I realize that he’s just like everyone else, he isn’t someone that cares about me and does things to help me, but he’s mean to me, because he can be? Or something like that, I don’t know why he’s mean to me, but he always is. He says that he’s going to calm down, but sadly he never does. It’s horrible. I mean I love him to death, and he’s always there for me, and stuff, but never like he’s supposed to be. I get confused with him and I just want to throw him out the door, and that’s not allowed or anything, because he is my friend deep down and everything, but now a days, it’s just simple “hi-s” and “how are you” s it’s never anything more than that and I have began to wonder why, I mean that. I mean how can everything change so fast and stuff, like it’s crazy! I don’t know what happened or anything, like one minute everything is fine, well it was more like a week or something, but then like…another minute it is a completely different thing in the world, and I don’t know why everything changed. I guess I’m okay with the change, because he’s a dick. He really is and I didn’t realize that until I found out that he’s always mean…even when he makes me cry or makes me yell that I finally thought about everything and he’s a dick. He really is. Like it’s amazing how dick-like he can get. He’s so mean to everyone and stuff, and it’s amazing how much he can actually get on my nerves and stuff, gosh my hands hurt, I think I’m starting to get that crap that makes your hands all fucked up. Isn’t that just wonderful…I think I’m going to stop typing now, because I have really bad pains…oh junk, this sucks…I don’t know what to do! :S