Today I asked the freshman who sit across from me in art who they thought would win in a fight, a velociraptor or a shark? Neither of them could answer me (apparently its not a "valid" question whatever that even means) but I am pretty sure that I've given them something brilliant to think about for the next three years of their high school career.

Also I think they truly believe I am a stoner, but whatever. As long as I leave them with more questions than answers at the end of this year I'll be satisfied.


In other news, I am still sick. We do not know why. I have been to the doctor twice and all they have to tell me is that they don't know what's wrong but I should keep sucking it up and continue going to school, like I've been doing this entire time. This last visit, they prescribed me three new prescriptions. One is a hardcore antibiotic, one is an inhalant to help with my breathing, and the other is a steroid to clear out my chest so I'll be able to laugh again without coughing like death itself is about to come out of my lungs. I will start taking them on Monday and from there we'll see if I'm allergic or if there are any hilarious side effects.

Tonight I am going to a play. Tomorrow I plan on getting a dress for homecoming, which I will be attending with my beautiful date, Marie, who is not actually my date but you all know about me and my sense of humor. We're going to Cici's before with a few of my other friends because we're classy ladies and demand only the best for our delicate sensibilities. Basically all of my friends have been dropping out of our honors courses like flies and so I imagine things will be very boring in the next six weeks, but that's okay. I'll make new friends.

I can't really replace the kid that sits next to me in English and randomly pulls different hand-held game consoles out of his pockets during lectures so he can play pokemon, but that's just something I will have to deal with.



How are you all? Do any of you care?