LAST DAY OF SCHOOL!!!!!

i'm typing this in first period, right next to these two really really smart eighth graders--the straight A type smart. (i mean, i'm smart too, but i'm not straight A smart. i'm what you would call...street smart [?].) this keyboard sucks (i think it's got an aweful lot of dust in it...it's ancient) because it prevents me from typing as well as i can. it's dumb and i kind of want it to die. grr. but wait...then i wouldn't have a keyboard to type with. so nevermind.

anyway...LAST DAY OF SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! yay!!! i'm so happy i don't have to deal with these idiots for an ENTIRE SUMMER!!! of course, i have to deal with the idiots at home a lot more, so maybe dealing with the idiots at school is worth it.

yesterday, i got home from Dad's house, and nobody was there. not a single person. so i just kind of sat around, wondering when everybody was going to get home. i watched Flight of the Conchords for a while...then i worked on my story for a while...then, at about eleven thirty, i locked the door and went to bed. about five minutes later, mom started banging on the door. so i went and i opened it. i didn't realize i had locked the deadbolt (out osf habit). the only thing she said to me all night was "don't lock the fucking deadbolt if we're not home!" and then she ignored me. no 'hello Brianna, how was your weekend?' no 'hey, nice to see you after you weren't home for three days...' and then she has the nerve to wonder why i never want to be at home.

i got eight more comic books. :) i got the rest of the Umbrella Acadamy series and then i got two other random ones: Civil War Chronicals #10 and a random one with the Fantastic Four, Spider Man, and Venom. (Venom kicks ass.)

this girl next to me is doing a slider puzzle and i think she's doing a farely horrible job of it. but then, i'm not doing it so i guess i should just not say anything. so i won't.

i'm hungry. i'm kind of on a diet...trying to loose ten pounds by the end of the month...which means no breakfast, hardly any lunch, small supper. less food. i am SO hungry, i think i could pass out, but i have to work on my self control. i'll survive.

it's cold...it froze last night. it sucked.

what am i going to do for the last fifteen minutes of class? i'm bored. hmmmmm... i'm wondering... what would it be like to go bungie jumping? that would be KICK ASS!!!

a list of all the extreme sports i'd like to try:
~bungie jumping
~cliff diving
~parachuting
~.....
thats it.

there's this girl in this class. i'll just call her... J. she's very shy and quiet...maybe i'll ask her for her email adress. i could get her to talk...maybe. i could try. she seems like a nice person, but...you know when people just don't talk. my best friend Rachel is like that. she's a nice person, deep down, but she just doesn't like people. and she's mean when she's trying to impress N. (this guy that has a HUGE crush on her and her him...i'm just calling him N.) she can be extremely MEAN. she's so mean when she does that...but i know she really doesn't mean it.

well, i've got to go...i wasted a bunch of time in there talking to another nerdy girl in here that likes murder shows.

Quote of the Day
"it tastes like somebody stole my wallet. you know?"
~Gerard Way

Peace and Love,
Brii333