So bad thing, good thing good?
Bad thing: I lost my temper today because SK and AS were winding me up saying that my history teacher who we all have witnessed is creepy, want to fuck me. That’s he’s obsessed with me and that he wanted to rape me. Now firstly rape is not a joke but before that came into play I was getting annoyed because it’s not true. Creepy might be his default setting and if anyone over heard he could lose his job and whilst he is the creepiest teacher I have ever had this trouble of meeting, he doesn’t deserve that. I think it’s scarier because no one can say for sure what this obsession with me is. I mean, it might have started one of two ways. 1. Paranoia convinced me the history teacher was staring, I told friends, friends started calling my name around him, he heard, he started looking at me. 2. he stared at me, I told people, friends made it worse by calling my name around him. It just needs to stop.
Good thing: Got the series of unfortuante events and Beatrice’s Letters for £10. The entire collection. Photo on photoblog.
Bad thing: Rigid muscles are back.
Good thing: Lactation appears to be gone.
Bad thing: Fight between friends.
Good thing: I’m friends with both of them.
Bad thing: Got a C on my maths exam retake.
Good thing: Means I can at least get a C as long as I get a C on my other exam and pass the unit.
Bad thing: Manic me signed up to go town when depression doesn’t want to. I need too figure a way out of that. GIVE ME EXCUSES!
Good thing: I found heelys
Bad thing: I haven’t got £12 and have no way of getting to them.
Good thing: Figured out an idea to create a box full of manic things and keep it in my room.