WAASSUH?? Yeah, whatever. I've found this awesome site, and it's called purevolume.com. You've all prolly already heard of it, since I live in a black hole under a rock (Hannah...*pokepokewink*). But yeah, it kicks major arse. Heard about it first from Krysta (stepsister dear...). It must be the "it" thing right now in ol' Texas. Right now I'm listening to a band called A Beautiful Smile. They're cool. They're emo though...not my genre of choice, but hey, I'm open. Oh, and by the way, you can listen to purevolume at school. Heh, it gets past the firewall (unlike Launch...dammit all!). Oh yes, and speaking of damning things, I missed the bus today. I was v. v. angry about that, believe you me. I hate, no, LOATHE high school with a passion. The principal is a nazi. It's like...every time I see him swooping down like a possessed vulture upon a poor soul without their shirt tucked in I think, "Now where is your swastika...? The Fuhrur (spell?) would be angry to see you without it..." He won't even let us wear normal clothes for spring pictures. And I look best in bright blue, red, and black...which of course our uniform dress code will not permit us to wear. I look washed-out in white! *sniffles piteously* And then it's like...the P.E. teachers won't let us wait out in the lobby for the bell to ring. They make us wait INSIDE the locker room until the VERY MOMENT that the bell rings. And, in case you don't know, it is VERY hard to get to a first-load bus in that small amount of time, since they only stay there for like 5 min. And, to make matters more difficult, we have to walk through a gigantic puddle of primordial GOO on days that it rains. And we all know that Kelsi isn't very good at navigating her way through things that are remotely slippery...Also, we don't even have a sufficient awning under which we may stay dry while we're at parent pick-up. So, either way you go, when it rains, you undoubtedly get wet. At the MIDDLE SCHOOL we had concrete to walk to the buses on. At the MIDDLE SCHOOL we had a nice, big, dry thingy over our heads to keep us from getting wet. And we had teachers that gave a crap, and a principal that gave us free-dress days for absolutely no reason, while here, we have none of that. I say that the high school needs some serious reforms...if only in the dress-out days and whatnot. I really, REALLY wanted to wear something green for St. Paddy's Day, since now I finally own a green shirt. But NO! Mr. Nazi Authority Man won't allow it. Ugh...stupid tightwad. Okay, I'll get off that subject right now, even though I'm positively itching to gripe some more about the unfairness of the accursed System. And right now, to be honest, I'm fearing that some teacher might come and read this and be all like "YOU'RE EXPELLED FOR DEFILING THE ALREADY DEFILABLE NAME OF OUR PRINCIPAL!" I would so expect something like that. And then I'd be like, "Well, alrighty then, I'm outta here. Screw you guys, I'm blowin' this popsicle stand, bitches!!!" *laughs maniacally and runs out into the street screaming* No, not really, just kidding and whatnot. My real reacton: *bursts into tears and having a panic attack* "OMG I'M SO SCREWED I GOT EXPELLED!!!" *runs away sobbing* But yes, heh. Oh and did I tell all of you what happened in Health today? God, people suck. We were trying to find three things that we liked about ourselves and me, just joking, you know, said *uber-bubbly voice and rather loud as well* "My SPARKLING personality!" *giggle* And then, utter pin-drop-crickets-chirping silence. And I thought, "You guys suck as an audience..." And then, to sort of cover up my stupid little blunder, I said at the end, "Well...I can make SOME people laugh...but obviously not you guys..." And THEN they laugh. Dumbasses, I swear...I hate it when I try to crack a joke and they just sit there and stare. V. v. uncomfortable. But anyways, I think I've filled enough space to last me at least a week, and ya'll are prolly tired of reading, since you have better things to do, so I'm gonna go now. I shall be back, O Adoring Fans! (not like I have any...)

Poor Kelso. May God have pity on your soul. And uber-thak-you for supporting my Down With Thornhill program.

there's a down with thornhill program? i think it should be a down with THE MAN (meaning the school sysetm) program. i mean, security cameras? as MC pointed out, it's like Big Brother in 1984. creepishness

oh and about purevolume... alyssa knew about this already. look for cool hand luke and emberghost, they are awesomeness!