Life is a tragedy for those who feel, and a comedy for those who think.

7th Period.

Second desk.

Elbow.

Every day, this guy in front of me.

He sits sideways in his desk. And he puts his large elbow on mine. Every day.

Tch tch tch.

Taking notes? He doesn't. He keeps his elbow on my desk. I've scraped it with pencils. Paper. Notebooks. Tried to push it away.

It stays there. On my desk.

Brown, discolored, large elbow.

And it won't move.

I swear, someday, I'm just gonna take a pencil and stab it.

I hate that elbow.

IN OTHER NEWS:

Blah blah blah. We did our monologues for the class today and I went first. Cools. I did the "Monologue in a monoglue" part better. Superfine.

Lunch was pretty cool today?

Yeah...

We had drama club, and man.

Those kids are so cool. There's this freshman girl that likes me or something. Her friend keeps telling me stuff that she says or whatever. Haha.

It's funny. Every time I look at her she gets all red and.. freshman-girl like. It's funny!

We got the float stuff done all nice, and it's just lovely. Hum-de-dum.

After school Jason, Kate and I went to burger king, so, you know, we could mess around on another playground.

I think we're gonna have to do that every tuesday now.

'Cause it rocks.

It's like, wow, math, science, homework, failing classes,

None of it matters because you're playing tag at the play-place!

I mean, sure, we..we're terrifying to any kids who happen to nearby. But.

..

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Haha. Man. It's fun.

Things are going pretty well right now.

It's awesome.

Laterz.