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Today seemed better, only to end up with being told: "move along stupid" and some guy screaming down the hall before hiding into my jewelery class: "Dude, that white girl looked like a maaan." Plus some freshmen thinking it's funny to put his hand around me and say: "Hi, sexy." while his class laughed their asses off at me. Jebus, what did I ever do to deserve such crap?

Then again, someone started talking behind my back, knowing clearly that I could hear them, telling one of my friends how they deserved this Martin Luther King Jr. Award that I won. They said that the only reason I won it was because I was smart and popular. Pfft, popular in another world. Being called a maaan and laughed at isn't exactly an uplifting of praise from the massive student body and not to point out that I got the least amount of clapping when recieving that award. Does she know I've been called "stupid" for the past few days? Mehs...

I felt alot better towards the end of the day though because of the wonderful friends I have and even those who I don't hang with, they always make American Government a blast. You can go through the worst of the worst through all your classes, just to know that at the end of the day, there's going to be some unbelivable laughter comming out of your mouth.

I don't know how it happends but it just does. The end of the day is when everyones tired and can't even lift a finger. Your concentrated on that bell like your aunt flow is on Life Alert. Any second that bell or heart attack is going to go into motion and things are at it's best again. Maybe not for her but it's better than the normal routine of mashed peas and the daily dose of meds.

Anyways, someone starts spewing something random or related to the normal situation. Your mouth waters in a temptation to burst but you keep it closed knowing something else is comming. Then bang, another round of jokes and your mind is rofling. I don't know where these peers get it but my goodness, it's like heaven on an overly long day.

Today was pretty good, in the sense that one student asked if our American Government teacher was related to the ever-so-boring Mrs. Webster. Now this was an insult, simply because Mrs. Webster is a 205 pounder with an attitude that makes you squirm and wish to leave her class ASAP. Of course I was offended and our AMG teacher, who's not at all fat, explained that they were both chubby and were fine with it. One guys like: Ooh, so your calling Mrs. Webster fat? Then someone else asked: "would she eat you?" and Mrs. Felix responded: "She probably would."
Then I leaned over to one of my classmates and whispered: "she'd probably fit in the snack catagory." Lol. xD;
Ahhh, it's just simple things like this that make me want to squeal in approval.

So yes, another day of insults beyond me and a good piece of the pie towards the end of an exausting afternoon. ;3