Seriously?!

Lots of spinning and singing - completely disgusting

I love him I love him I love him! Lalala-lala! Birds are chirping the sun is shining and all is right with the world.

More or less.

Sat down with CPI last night between classes and chatted with him about our weekends. Both of us were pretty low key. MGK was not mentioned in his weekend activities, at least as far as he told me. Hopefully she's gone forever never to be heard from again. Wouldn't that would be too good to be true? We might have had a more interesting discussion had MrMoore not been there.

MrMrsMoore are trying to talk me into joining Leadership training. Which would be great, except it's even MORE money. Money which I do not have. I soooo don't have it that it's creating a vacuum in my purse where my wallet used to be. (I have my own personal theory about how black holes are formed.) MrMoore says he'd work with me on it but how much more can I do if I'm already doing all I can?

The thing is, I hate seeing all the cool stuff that they are learning. It's killing me knowing that I'm not getting to learn it, too. Because I'm fucking good. I'm, like, little miss star student. I got fucking talent, and they know it. Now this may sound like bragging, but it's not bragging if it's the truth.

Me and my gigantic head. I'm surprised I can still fit through doors.

Speaking of my head, I have a fucking ripper of a headache this morning. I've had it the last coupla days. Woke up from one of those horrible taking-a-test-naked-in-front-of-the-whole-class dreams with my teeth clenched so hard it felt like I was trying to bite through an iron bar. Don't know why I'm so stressed