I Don't Need No Accuser to Try and Slag Me Down Because I Know You're Right

So...anyone figure out yet where I get my titles?

Today was an ordinary day. So was yesterday, except for the crossdressers. A part of me died. We're doing this powder-puff pageant to raise money for the junior's prom...The whole thing was my idea, but now I regret presenting it...Oh, well. If it makes us money...then let boys be girls.

This morning, Shelbi sold me the Green Day poster she didn't want and accidentally bought. It was actually one I didn't already have. It was amazing!!! I love it, but I don't have room on my bedroom walls for it. I was making a joke with Frau Claypool, and I said, "I got this poster from Shelbi, but I don't have room on my walls for it. Can I hang it in your room and not pay attention to your class?"

First she got onto me, but then, she said if I laminated it, she would hang it up!!! At first I was excited, but then I remembered that not a lot of people like Green Day, so I might not want to do it. Poeple would draw on it. -_- Might still do it anyway.

First block, we were analyzing a story. Lame.

Second, I was reading a German story. Fun ^^

Third, we watched performers from a music club. They were pretty awesome.

Fourth, I did my article for ArtsMag. I did Top Ten Love Songs for Your Valentine. It was kinda hard, because what do I know about it? I was also trying to be diverse and still put a little me into it. The only problem is people think I'm wierd. LOL. People at THIS school think I'M wierd.

Well, that's all for now, folks!