I've been hiding in my bed for weeks from this

My day:
Bio: We did our reports on animals. Tyler started talking and we kept interrupting him to make fun of him, calling him Mr. Mumbles or Chuckles or Chuck. It was fun. Nolan was doing the cane toad, and apparently people lick them to get a high. Even if I was into drugs, I don't think I'd go that far. We all laughed for quite awhile, making jokes about licking cane toads. Bio is sooooo fun. Man, I love it.

French: Listened to stupid French people talk about going on a trip to Paris. Like I care.

CW: Worked on editorials. Mine is stupid, I'm past caring. I finished in like two minutes and then looked at Bones quotes. Kaleigh went, "fuck you bitch" about Miss Graas after she left the room. Problem was, Mrs. Hack was still sitting at her desk. I didn't see, but Zayne said she looked at Kaleigh. It was kind of funny.

Band: Got the Menzie death glare again. This time because she asked me if I left Pippin in the car, and I went, "phh, take it home and practice? Whatever!" and Vicky burst out laughing and I got the death glare. The full death glare, for like a minute. I'm probably going to get radiation poisoning from it or something, I'm actually kind of worried because after she death glared me the first time, I got this weird bump behind my ear. Maybe Menzie has special powers? I wonder how far my band mark is going to go down. I'm guessing about ten percent. My guess is between 83 and 85. Anyone want to bet on it? Five bucks. Heidi and I have a bet involving five bucks, I can't remember what it's about though. I think it's whether we're going to the Junos or not.

Math: Did some stuff, can't really remember, don't really care.

Spare: I worked on math, and the stuff that I missed, I could actually figure out from the notes. I'm smart that way. But not really.

I've been reading other people's blogs, and they sound so deep, and then there's mine, which is just about what I do every day, which is an adventure in itself, but maybe only to me? I wouldn't know. Heidi went on this weird hallucinogenic influenced ramble/rant thingie about winter, I didn't really understand it and if I read it again my brain is going to explode.

Man, I hate Miss Menzie. It's getting so bad that at this point I am considering forsaking the Junos and quitting. Or...I could try to get my mom to take me to the Junos, and then I could quit! That would be ideal. But seriously, I think I would actually forsake the Junos just to get out of band. I just have to decide what is more important to me. Getting away from Menzie, or forsaking the Junos? The Junos...they call my name...we'll probably end up not going, and then I'll get so pissed off and hurt someone, probably Miss Menzie. Or maybe Sarah. Man, Sarah is another factor. She is the most annoying person EVER. She thinks she's so good but she's actually not, and she plays SO LOUD and whines every time she has to play second. Second isn't that bad, I actually like playing second. Too bad I didn't like it in my younger years, when I aspired to first saxophone. Now I'm there, and I've discovered that it's overrated. Something just brushed my leg and freaked me out. It is Linus.
Anyway, I'm going to go before I depress myself further. I'm not even happy enough to say ciao. So I say, farewell blog readers.