Oh great, there's Chinese spelling tomorrow.
And I kinda really dislike Chinese.
Hazel and Cassie are always lying to me.
I won't trust a word they say now.
Not even the one about CPS.
I was snorting and scoffing when Hazel said she used my name and told CPS that I like 'em.
No, I'm not believeing that.
Yes, he lost his alleged hotness when you told me that.
He's a bimbo man for he goes to an International school.
Bimbo bimbo.
Although he's whatever mix-mix.
Mixtures do not always turn out right, in such a case where I've changed my mind.
All for fun's sake.
Ah, I like my art.
I can't draw.
But I love sketching.
Well, both are different right?
Ms S keeps saying I swallow my words.
And I don't breathe.
I'm trying.
To talk clearly.
To breathe.
To not look so mean o' scary.
To smile even when the sun is shining on my face and into my eyes.