Sooooo (:Umm what's-his-face told me to write a journal... Oh yeah, shithead.So there's been a miracle. Garrett (Boy) and I are still dating. Omg, I went more than 3 weeks without dumping him? We've been going out for about 2 and a half months, and I am now in love.   But since you're pretty much all guys and don't care about my girly crap I'll tell you a story about my lovely physics teacher from yesterday morning. Me: walk into the physics room to put stuff at desk, first kid in there Anderson: Good morning. Me: (quietly - it's 7:20 and it was a long week) Good morning. Anderson: Good morning. Me: I said good morning! Anderson: You know, it's customary to say good morning back to someone when they say it to you. Me: I said good morning! Anderson: ... loud enough for them to hear. Me: Fuck you, you hairy old man. Well I lied on the last line but you get the idea. What the fuck? He treats his students like shit. I'm never going in there first thing in the morning again. This school year needs to end.  Fizz, who loves loves loves Jack Johnson's music. Look him up.
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