At long last! An update!
Hazaah! I have returned! Don't worry, I didn't completely ignore my journal, because at one point I tried to type a nice big fat entry, but of course the application quit on me when I was about halfway through! I tried to do it over but then I just lost inspiration. So here I am.

First I'm going to post another one of my lame poems ^_^ that I made after the argument with the guys from st. justin's.

Blind
Misty clouds
Sparkling blue skies
Happiness and hope in someone's bright eyes,
But behind that I hear a voice that cries,
And I know all I've thought has been nothing but lies.

Death and disruption
Terror and fear
Suffocation
Devastation
Screams reach my ear.

All the hope and kindness
I had thought once was
Now lies behind a shadow
And this is all because
Any joys and laughter have been replaced with pain
People are cruel and harmful -
It is hope and love's great bane.

I can do nothing but lie here,
In the void I lie alone,
I try to shut out the angry voices
I'm so far away from my illusion of home.

They scream at me,
They tear me apart,
They're the gremlins of my mind.
I can't open my eyes now,
For the fear of what I might find.

Devastation,
Suffocation,
Terror and fear,
Death and disruption,
The end is surely near.

All that I knew,
All that I thought
Has been a mirage;
In my own lies I was caught.

I couldn't see for real at all,
I was blind until today,
And now I see,
forever more,
I wish I'd stayed that way.
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There you have it. Please comment.

And now for what happened today. Well, today was Wednesday, which means it's early dismissal. HAZAAH! Religion was boring as usual. I was saying something random, I believe it was "ayee.. ayee.. ayee.. OO OO!" and Nino told me to shut up. Kyle told him that he shouldn't say shut up to a girl and I just told Nino to shut up because it was a free country and I could act like a drugged ape whenever I wanted to. ^_^ Kyle is so nice to me. I think part of that happens to be because he completely despises Nino, which is why he sticks up for me just so he can yell at him.
In history we practiced our little skit. I get to be the British Embassador! YAHAHAAA! That means I get to speak with a british accent. (No, I am not one of those people who completely suck at doing an english accent impression. I'm not the best, because I slip up sometimes, but I'm pretty good I guess. AT LEAST I CAN DO THE "'ELLO POPPET" THING CORRECTLY! *ahem* this shall be explained later). Then came math. We reviewed for our test, which is tomorrow, and when it came to one problem, pretty much everybody in the class got it wrong except for Amanda, who is usually the one getting math problems wrong. Needless to say, Ms. Gengras got really pissed off. She shut her book, erased the board, and angrily told us to just do stuff for the five minutes left in the period. We had the choice of talking about anything, but everybody decided to work on math instead. ^_^ We are so super-dee-duper!
During recess Stephanie was busy obsessing over a boy named Joey and Marilyn was listening intently. lol. It was funny. Meanwhile I was getting my books out for the next periods while singing "WEEEEEEEE WEE WEE WEE WEE WEE WEEEE!" at the top of my lungs in an opera voice and
dancing stupidly in the locker room.
In art we started on out wire sculptures. Nick Dazzi did one that made the guy look really fat and I wondered if he was a sumo wrestler. lol. I did one of that famous sculpture thing "The Thinker". Haven't finished yet, but so far it is turning out alright. Toni Ann is doing one of a person doing karate, Amanda is making one of a ballerina, and I don't know what the heck Jennifer is making hers of.
Then came Language arts, where we took our infinitives test. I think I did well enough. Mrs. Saunders, our Language teacher, has started a new thing where she lets us silent read for 20 minutes or so, so I started reading the new book I got on Saturday: The Mists of Avalon . It's really good. I ish enjoying it. It's a story following the tale of King Arthur and Morgan le Faye and all them, and it's over 875 pages long, but that makes it all the better! I hate Gwenhwyfar (guinevere) for she is evil! lol Before we took the test, Eric Z. (I call him Donald-kun), who sits behind me, kept talking about Satan, trying to scare me.
Where was I?
Oh yeah! Science! We had the science quiz and I actually think I did pretty well, except I labeled the Newtons squared when Anna told me after the test that I wasn't supposed to do that. URG!
Throughout the day everyone had been calling me evil. I don't think I'm evil, and even though they were kidding, it made me wonder if I really was mean. I'm sarcastic, and sometimes people can take that the wrong way, but I never actually thought myself as mean. I always thought I was usually pretty nice to people. It started with Jennifer calling me evil in history and then it moved on to Toni Ann. *sigh* I hope I am not evil. I don't mean to be and if I ever am, I'm sorry.
Got off track there a bit. After science was lunch, and... hmm... I really can't think of what happened during lun- OH WAIT! Stephanie had a "secret" that she told Louise and Mikaela and everyone but didn't want Marilyn to know. So Marilyn got all frusterated and eventually guessed what the secret was: that Stephanie was going to ask Marilyn if she'd be mad if she went out with Joey. In case you hadn't guessed, Marilyn kind of likes Joey. Well she got really mad, and started muttering stuff under her breath about how she wanted to beat Stephanie while I stood there laughing maniacally at anything that moved and petting my water bottle because Louise had hit it. I think Marilyn got annoyed at me being so hyper because she took poor mister water bottle and threw him in the trash after I had poked her in the face with him about a million times, collapsing into another hysterical fit of laughter every time I did it. *sniffle* But she ruined my fun.
By the end of lunch stephanie had found out that Louise had spilled it (though might I say you held out quite well, Louise), and was a tad bit mad yup yup. I was talking to Mikaela about drama and she said that her mom (the drama teacher) was thinking of casting me as Satan or Pontious (sp?) Pilate for the Passion play. I started bouncing around being excited because I might get to play Satan, who walks around in the audience in a hooded costume so you can't see his face, following Jesus and being all creepy and stuff. That's when I realized I wasn't going to be here the day we performed the play. I would be on a plane leaving for Easter vacation. I hadn't told Mrs. Borges (MIkaela's mother) this yet, so I decided to when I had drama this afternoon I'd tell her. So after lunch when she came down to the room, I asked her just to make sure, "Mrs. Borges, are we performing the pay on Holy Thursday?" "yes." "Aw. I don't suppose there's any chance we can do it on Wednesday, because I won't be here thursday?"
She was in a pissy mood. "Well you know what? I can't exactly change around a whole school assembly to a different day now can I?"
"Oh right right I know, I was just making sure." I replied, feeling very tiny. So I went in the room and sat down, and she started yelling at everyone for not bringing their poem sheet thing. Then she said bitterly, "And Jessica tells me now that she won't be here on Holy Thursday and asks if I can change the whole thing to Wednesday!" Mrs Saunders was in the room because we used her room for drama, and she said "She can't do it on Wednesday either because we're on retreat." Then she asked me where I was going to be on Holy Thursday, and by this time I had shrunken down, hunched over the desk, so I replied in a smaller voice than I ever normally used "I'm going to be on a plane."
Mrs Borges looked at me and said "Oh well you know what? I'd like to get on a plane and go some place right now!"
It wasn't my fault. I hadn't scheduled the plane to leave on that day. I wanted to be in the play, but all the blame was on me, and I was being humiliated in front of the drama group. Believe it or not my vision began to get blurry with tears. She was so mad at me, and I hadn't done anything but tell her that I wasn't going to be there Holy Thursday.
"Well, Jessica, it looks like this class is going to be a waste of your time then."
Mrs. Saunders gave me some things to do, and I watched the play and what they were doing. I love acting, I couldn't help but take an interest in it, even if I wasn't playing in it. I had stopped crying now, and just watched intently. Luckily no one had seen me cry, because that would have been even more embarrassing.
I took an extra script from one of the desks and followed along. I saw that she had me marked down as pilate. Once Pilate's part came up, Mrs. Borges had to have Jessie S do it instead. But she said that she had cast me for pilate because she thought I'd be a good pilate. It's good to know that she at least acknowledges me as a good actress. When teh period was over I handed her the script which she hadn't noticed I had taken to follow along and seemed sad kind of. I guess she had seen that I was trying to make an effort, or was at least taking an interest in the play.
After school we went to a community service thing so those that needed hours could get hours. I worked in the pantry with a group of people from my grade and some of the teachers. It was interesting doing the stuff with the teachers because thay talk teacher talk and are actually funny to listen to. Mrs. Borges had personally apologized to me for being so mad and explained to me that she had been having a bad day and didn't mean to be so harsh. I told her that I wished I could play pilate, but I couldn't. While in the pantry, we had to package onions. The onions were disgusting! Moldy and rotten most of them were, and if you have ever smelled rotting onions, you know what I am talking about. Sickening. Mrs. Borges was checking the onions to make sure if they were okay or not, so she'd pick one up and go "soft... firm..soft... firm" and then all the teachers started laughing because it sounded nasty. She realized why they thought it was so weird and she laughed and called them gutter brains. Gavin, the only boy in the group, left because of that, which made it all the more funny. When he finally came back we were still doing onions and everything, and Mrs. Borges was looking past us to something else, listening. After all the teachers had said "Yay! Gavin's back" and apologized for what had happened, Mrs Borges, who I had said was listening to something else said "You ran out of bananas, what?" Which started the whole thing again and Gavin left once more while the rest of us were laughing our heads off.
The cool thing about going to this place is that afterwards, if you are riding in the car with a nice teacher, they will stop at Wendy's and buy you something to eat! 'Twas nice. I really g2g. bye bye!

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