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School goes on. There is an incredible difference in the number of people making out in high school than in middle school. Not many of my friends have boyfriends, but I can tell everyone is looking around. I myself have spied some people with faces, cute ones that is, but I feel there is difference in seeing cute guys, and crushing on them.

Leo is in my art class, and I'm basically enemies with him. I just can't stand him! To begin, one of my pieces homework that i had spent, like, at least an hour on, got severely smudged. So while I was freaking out, and everyone else was telling me it was okay, he basically told me it looked like shit. Since then I have been pretty angry. I mean everyone makes mistakes, but to kick someone when they are down? And never apologize? Some of my peeps (mmm, marshmallows!) say that he did apologize, but I know he didn't. I was waiting for him to say it, and he never did. To add to that, he is always acting like he is just such an amazing artist. He is alright. He talks endlessly about how at one point he wanted to draw animals to hang in museums, but now he wants to be a scientist because he is so freakin smart. Almost like he is too good to be an artist. Bleh. He just bothers me. He's pretty wimpy too. On like the second day of school he admitted that he had liked Misty, but never was enough of a human to ask her out. Even when he was basically told by many people that she would've said yes. Now of course, is different story. And I agree with her. (Love ya Misty)

I'm really excited that my english class is going to a greek restaurant dressed as immortals from the odyssey. I already but dibs on Calypso, a beautiful, magical, nymph, who basically has a breakdown when he captive lover is set free. If anyone knows how to put a gubzillion little braid into someone's hair, let me know. Plus, guy with a face is in that class.

In other news, the creepiest guy from middle school strikes again...this time asking a girl in my homeroom out. I'll call him Snail, assuming he doesn't already have a name.

Oh well, tata for now.