Ooh. I am wearing Daniel Ramirez's shirt. It smells sexy. YuM. I stole it from his locker today after school. he deserves it. I will wear it to school tomorrow.

Lots of people looking forward to Commotion Time. Awesome.

The funniest thing happened today. I made conversation with Daniel Oliver and Derrick Allen. WE started joking and talking about porn and other relatively stupid stuff. Derrick started reading my zine and he said that the Avril hating thing was really cool: "FINALLY! SOMEONE WHO HATES AVRIL!" and I said, "YEAH! AVRIL SUCKS!" and hi-fived him. Then they started talking about their bands and Lupe towhich I responded "Lupe makes me horny." and then we talked about Thomas, Lupe's brother, and how he almost beat up some punk ass asian guy the last period and I said, "YEAH! ASIANS SUCK!" and we hi-fived again and Derrick and Daniel started talking about how cool I was and how I used to be. You know. Back THEN. I don't even like to think about how I was then. All....eeeech.

Middle school. Derrick Allen and Daniel Oliver NEVER talked to me. More like made fun of me. I was the nerd. Probably one of the biggest in the school.

And now here they are saying that I'm cool? Derrick said, "I remember back in like, the 6th grade... you were such a good girl! Wearing dresses all the time and all.." "I did NOT wear dresses all the time!" "Ok, but you know, you were so GOOD. So innocent, and now here you are talking to me about porn..." "Porn rocks." And Daniel put in his part: "And then, in the 8th grade, you started drawing all these pictures of Satan! Like, you had a million thousand pictures of Satan! You still dressed all normal and stuff then, and you'd just be all usual and then... SATAN." I laughed so hard. The voice and his expression were hilarious. I said, "Yes, well.. blame it all on Moses."

It's so weird how much I've changed. Like if I'd thought ANY of this would be happening when I was in the 7th grade... wow. I just never imagined that this would be me. I just kind of strived to be popular but had this feeling in the back of my mind that accepted that I would be the nerdy outcast kid forever. How things change!!....

I'd like to think that I'd be really proud of myself.

And then, Derrick invited me to go see his band in a concert in a hotel a couple months from now. he said that they'd have a posh room after the show and there'd be a huge party. He said I was welcome to come. If I didn't know better I'd think he was hitting on me. Oh Lisa and Reinier were standing there throughout the conversations and being funny and wonderful too. I'm even going to Fantastics next week! Imagine that!!... ME, going to Fantastics. It's like a good dream that I'm not waking up from.

And my zine.

Ooooooh, my zine.

I think I've decided I want to go into journalism. Fuck that art shit! It's not like I'm even that good at it anyway. It's not like I can't still do it as a hobby. But journalism looks just like... it's hard, hard work but when you get something published the feeling is so good! And I don't think I'm bad at it.

I met Daniel's little sister today. She looks like him, and when I first heard that she did I assumed that wouldn't look so good but it works. She has blonde streaked hair and the same mouth. Braces-full.

I also walked to the bus stop with Bub.

Lisa and me are becoming pretty good friends. Oooooh! I have driver's ed coming up. Blehc.

I signed up for the SAT prep classes which start in April tomorrow. They'll be held at school, I think

I always think I'll do really rally horrible on my science tests and I do pretty bad but not as horrible as I assume.

Neeeeeersiiii...... oh god he's so hot. Derrick Nguyen is getting stronger. He lifts better than Nersi, even. I saw them both lifting today and I swear I nearly orgasmed right there.

I think something's wrong with my womb. I bet something inside imploded and I'm sterile. Not that that's a bad thing.

Oooooh, I can't get over this shirt. It's so fucking big for me but it looks so fitting for Daniel.

I have to work on my zine now. Printing's tonight. Wish me luck on my sales tomorrow. Maybe I'll write later. Bye