Today sort of sucked. Basically because it was a Monday and all Mondays really suck. There was nothing good playing in my favorite radio station except for some drippy, pop ballads. Anyway, I will make this fast because I have two tests to study for tomorrow. Some more proof that Mondays really, truly suck.

I'm not doing so good in the friendship department. Nikki and I hardly talk anymore because of that whitetrash bitch, Rhea. Okay, I don't mind that Nikki and Rhea are friends, it's no big deal. But that girl, sheesh, treats me like nothing, like I'm shit or what. I'm so mad. And she just had to sit in the middle of the class picture but she was so ugly that the camera man moved her to the side. Oh well, I don't really care that Nikki and I aren't friends anymore. She and Rhea don't care about school or what, so they'll be the ones flunking and maybe dropping outta high school, not me. Besides, I've got Dyancel, Gayle, Angela and Maan. I've got tons of friends. Who needs her anyway.

Other than Rhea and these two guys (*hint* one is a freaking liar and the other is a pervert. they know who they are!) who are losers with a capital L, I am not mad at anyone else at the moment. Oh wait, I forgot Peter. Can you forgive someone who called you a stupid c*nt just because you asked a lame question? So go ahead Peter and continue to embarass yourself in my guestbook.

I can't wait till my guitar lessons start. When I grow up, I want to become rich and famous. If writing can't make me successful in life, then maybe my guitar will.

Now if you'll excuse me, I've got some homework to plow through.