I'm tired. I went 21 hours without sleep. That's a long time. I want to go home. It's last period right now (Keyboarding). I'm wearing the guy I like's jacket. It smells like him. He smells good. I need to give it back to him after school. I need my flute, too. I think I'm having pizza for dinner. My throaght hurts.

Saturday we had a band thing in -townname- (we were playing at the football game) and I had to get up at 6 am. I didn't go to sleep 'til 3 am. the next day. I want some sleep.

Earlier today I wrote "I U!" on the back of the guy I like's hand and he wrote "I love you too" on my hand. He has bad grammar. It was in Science.

There's this cute boy who sits behind me in History. It's interesting. He's kind of funny and for some reason always calls me "Kurty." I don't understand it. He adds excessive "R"s to words just to screw with people. Like when we go over Rapid Fire the question is "Old English document that gave people the idea that they have rights?" the answer is "Magna Carta" and he calls it the "Mergnuh Curtuh."

It's so amazing. He's really funny. I'm sooooooo bored and it feels like my eyes are bleeding.