I'm leaving for the retreat tomorrow! In case you don't know, a retreat is when you go far away from your problems and stuff and concentrate on the Lord. In other words, sort of like reform school cause all the teachers expect us to become like angels when we come back. As if! I'll be away from home for a night and 2 days. Alex and Stephen were like, "Watch out for the food!" and to make sure I won't die of starvation, Stephen bought me several bags of Lays. How sweet! :) This whole afternoon, I was at Alex's, practicing for the dance revolution contest. Actually, Stephen and Alex were practicing; I mostly tripped over the mat. But they said I was showing signs of improvement. Whoo hoo.

My parents are having an argument earlier this afternoon, an argument that is frankly, even sillier than the arguments my sister and I have. See, my mom took me to the mall so I could buy some stuff I needed for the retreat like PJs and stuff. My dad said he'd meet us in a certain place, and we were five minutes late in going there. God, was he mad! He kept saying that Mom treated him like shit cause she made him wait for five minutes and he blew up at me too cause I left the cell phone in the car. What does he want me to do, attach it (the phone) permanently to my back? God, I hate technology. Anyway, they were all arguing and everything and I could not absolutely stand it anymore so the moment we got home, I immediately headed for Stephen's house two blocks away. Parents! They think their children are really immature when they argue--look who's talking.

For those who read Friday's entry (Unboring), I thought about telling the officials but then I decided against it because they would never believe it. They'll just say it's hearsay, and that they could not possibly have done such a horrible thing because they are athletes and stuff. I swear, school officials are good at looking the other way. I bet they know that lesbian stuff goes on at my school, but they aren't doing a thing about it because you won't get pregnant anyway. I have a classmate who keeps touching my ass, and I'd like to report her but I'm not a squealer or what, and she'll deny it anyway. But if she'll do it again next time, I'm really going to report her cause that's sexual harassment.

Happy 14th Birthday Chase. Sorry I won't be online to greet you. Well guys, visit his page here! I'll be back Tuesday!