So I started 10th grade on Monday.

My teachers are all pretty good, but I'm STILL not in a fucking art class. Giddammit, why did they change the schedule without consulting me or even my mom first?! IT PISSES ME OFF.

I think I have a new friend. His name is Max, and he hangs out with Andreas a lot. I showed him BS yesterday. He laughed.

In other news, I am so confused about my life that it's not even funny, and my right middle finger hurts when I bend it.

Okay, so today I created a new character for my Super Drugs series. Er, that's not what it's called, I just don't have a working title anymore. Anyway, point is, I woke up this morning without the slightest inkling of an idea for a character, and then my mind stewed all day and by the time I got out of work I had a fully fleshed-out new character, a girl so AWESOME she gets the honor of being Grace's best friend.

Without further ado, I present a meme filled out by...

FULL NAME: Valencia Taylor Fontini.

Oh, look, it's Little Me.

It looks like I'm not actually forgiven. Not yet, at least.

*sigh* I'm just worried that I never will be. I can't believe it...she's given two, possibly three conflicting stories, and I'm just not sure what to believe, y'know? I'm so confused.

FUCK YEAH!

I also got a new copy of Apollo Justice, having lost my old copy a few days ago. It sucks that I have to start over, but hey, at least I have the full Ace Attorney series again. ^^

Aside from the thing I mentioned in my friends-only entry (which you probably already know about even if you don't have an LJ and therefore couldn't read it), life is going well for once.

Over the past few days, I've discovered just how many friends I really have--friends who actually care about me.

To everyone who has helped to cheer me up over the past few days...thank you.

In other news, I'm going to ComicCon next year! And to make it even better, I'm probably gonna meet up with Sean and Chibi. Hot damn, this is gonna rock.

She...she wants to end it.

I was wrong. I do want her back. I want her back more than anything.

I was actually considering suicide earlier. I've pushed those thoughts out of my mind now, but I still can't help but blame myself for all this.

She fucking said I abused her. And you know what? I DID. I was a shitty friend to her.

I hate myself.

I'm starting to wonder if maybe, just maybe, I don't actually want my friend back.

She's changed. She's become so self-centered and uncaring. She's not the girl I used to love.

*sigh* I need a new best friend.

And before you ask, no, Nick, you can't be it.

On the plus side, I might get an art class this year after all.

GOOD NEWS: I got the physics teacher I wanted.

BAD NEWS: My parents and teachers decided to give me a study hall, thus DEPRIVING ME OF A FUCKING ART CLASS. GODDAMMIT I AM SO PISSED.

Seriously. Art is, like, the only class I CONSISTENTLY get an A in, and that I always enjoy.

It's times like this that I honestly wonder why the world seems to hate me so much.

Oh man, yesterday and today were fuuuuuuuuuun. I had a sleepover and invited all my friends and we ate awesome vegan food and played lots of video games and talked a lot and played with the cats and discovered new and horrible things like The Tent and Juliette's horrible cave demon voice and yeah, it was just great.

I hurt someone that I love more than just about anyone else.

I feel like the world would be better off without me. I've done nothing productive, just sat around and hurt people.

*sigh* I'm a terrible person.

It seems I'm in the middle of a three-day period of total awesomeness, since yesterday I went with my friend Rachel - sorry you got sick and couldn't come, Rose ): - and we saw The Dark Knight and had some great Chinese food, and the movie was pretty good, though I didn't think it was as good as everyone made it out to be.

And today I went shopping with my cousins and got some sweet new clothings.

And tomorrow said cousins are going with me to Point Pleasant.