March 21 2022, Dear Diary...
Today was pretty... Odd... I don't really know how to explain it, there's not really much to say either, but I'll try. Update on Deana and her family, her and her family don't talk to me and my family anymore but she is spreading rumors about me and my family around the school.
I was at breakfast, sitting with my friends like always. When I said "I think I'm gonna start wearing weirdcore cloths." I was wearing a tie dyed shirt, a pair of combat boots without spikes (sadly), a red plaid short skirt with black leggings and a bright blue jacket tied around my waste. My friend Willow said that she would make me a pair of gloves just like hers. She was wearing long rainbow socks but was using them as gloves. Well that's a start.
Later I was in ELA and me and the two people I'm assigned to sit with are SUPOSSED to do a group project TOGETHER but my friend Celeste wouldn't let me participate in the project at all. And it's all because on the first day we were doing this project together I wasn't helping the group that morning because I had a doctors appointment but she thinks I skipped class again and doesn't believe me when I told her why I wasn't at school that part of the day. And what's bullshit is that she wants me to help with the group but she won't let me do anything! I gave her a piece of my mind today about that.
My friend Gabi got braces. Not sure why I said that sense she's had braces sense last Thursday.
Anyway, I was in Gym and we're doing warm ups but I didn't participate because I didn't know a single exersize they were doing was. And besides, I was wearing a skirt. Of course Mr. Steadmen got mad at me about that but I didn't care. After warm ups we played volley ball with the eighth graders and I got partnered with two eighth graders and four six graders. One of the six graders I didn't like, his name is Noah and he was being very bossy like he normally was and he gets on my nerves a lot. (He's also a bully to some of my friends). We were playing when I hit the ball wrong and it went to the side. I'm not really good at volley ball and this was my second time playing it anyway so no one got mad at me sense I wasn't the only first timer here, but Noah was pissed! He was yelling at me but only for a few seconds because Mr. Steadmen told him to get back in his spot and for everyone to keep playing. Another round later, he was standing outside of the box he got put in so I told him that but he just ignored me. But the other boy next to me just told me to ignore him and then he told Noah that he wasn't in the box and THEN Noah stood inside the box! What a douchebag! I felt like yanking him back by the hair and start punching over and over on the face. I swear I was about to sense my hand was already reaching for the back of his head but then the ball came flying towards my direction. So I chose to just ignore him like the other boy said and kept playing the game.
I was reading in the Library and Mrs. Comerford the Library teacher announced that recess was over and that me and many other students should start heading to class. So I put my book back in my backpack and walked out but then I saw the seventh graders heading to recess, their lunch time must have been over. A sudden thought came to my mind and I said "Huh, I don't wanna go to class." So I just kept my head down and walked with the seventh graders too recess. I found Willow and my older sis Olivia and my girlfriend Heidi and my other weird friends and started playing. They were shocked and questioning why I was with them but they brushed that off of their shoulders quite quickly. Apparently I only missed half of Math class. The teacher asked why I was late and I said I lost track of time in the Library. Stupid! I should have said I was with a councillor! Because then Mrs. Jones said that she would go talk to Mrs. Comerford! Sorry Mrs. Comerford! But it was worth it. Math is no fun anyway.
I'm making a poster for Mrs. Harris-Boring's class and I'm almost finished with it.
That's all. Bye I guess?
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