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If I thought they'd leave me alone, I was soooo mistaken.

Amber has taken a liking to throwing things in my hair, because she likes the way it gets stuck. And Matt just won't stop being a ******** shithead magician. As in, I don't know whether he's trying to be nice or a complete mocking asswipe. It's really hard trying to decifer it, so I've kind of just started to ignore them now. And with Matt mouthing "Olive juice" all the time (just do it for yourself and figure it out) I WILL NOT TOLERATE THIS BEHAVIOR because I DO NOT want a repeat of last year (basically someone trying to act like Julian).

Sooooo kind of hoping that I can think up of something both intelligent and convincing to say that might deter them from acting dumber.

Except I don't really CARE that much because I'm TRYING to be A ******** BETTER PERSON. biggrin heart

*meditates*

I guess I just really have a problem with the treatment of Uminski and now Evan. Because Matt keeps trying to talk to Evan about innocent topics even though Evan won't talk back. He just gets this horrible look on his face like he just wants to shrivel up and die and Matt doesn't seem to get it and I called it out on him AGAIN today. I'm not going to allow him to bully my classmates.

"Be the change you wish to see in the world." I'm trying to model those words, starting with one of my most infamous enemies (who I'm trying not to hate and have yet to succeed). I guess this would be easier if people realized how much of an a** they always acted like.

And this will be the last journal entry about such frivolous topics, because I don't want to waste time typing about people I don't particularly like and the childish bullying they try and pull on me.

So the best part of the day was eating sweaty truffles with Randi at lunch. Which doesn't sound as gross as you might think, especially since I left them in my locker for a whole week. smile And also in Euro, where I edited some of my epiphanies on stray pieces of paper and thought about what Galle said about getting a notebook to formally write all the stuff in my brain down. I forgot what she called it.