oh yes. I remember now.

THERE'S A FUCKING PSYCHO IN MY FIRST BLOCK CLASS

and no, it's not Shannon.

she scares me, and I'm not easly frightened.

Ah, spring. That marks another season of allergies, picnics, and goose sex.

oh, and "Quiet Boy". Problem being:One of my friends likes him too. But tats more of a fatuation on their part. Well, so is mine...but I just really like to look at him during speech class. yummers.

>_< merrrr

wish you well