5:32 Tuesday Evening   The Rain washed out my Face and you can take photos of me and i'll make faces at you and you'll tell me i'm beautiful anyway. and i'll throw snow at you and tell you you're a dirty liar. such a dirty liar. in the mean time... i miss my daddy. in the mean time... i wish katherine would hang out with me. in the mean time... i wish this stupid trimester would end. This kid in my engineering class got a 33 on the ACT the first time he took it, but he wasn't pleased with his score so he took it again. and he was like "aah i need my scores right now" so he paid $8 for early scores, and... he got a 33. again. ahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahhahahahahahahhahahahahahhahhahahahahahahahahahha. He was so disappointed. I feel sad for him. But it is a little amusing. Caleb was dux (which is british/kiwi/whatever for valedictorian) of his class. He "graduated" today? but he still has too many exams and won't have any time to e-mail me. there's a big party at an ex-classmate's house in NZ for all of year 13. i keep feeling left out. I hate it here. This girl in my government class agrees. it's really really stupid to see the same face on 300 different girls. to see 300 different boys wearing the same clothes. There was more difference in fashions at school in NZ, and we wore uniforms. and that is pathetic. my psycho teacher read out my psycho self-actualisation paper in class today. It was embarassing, but eh. I don't care. I got full points. I'm getting an A. = will it be the only one? my most hated class, the only one i Ace? i think my sister and I are gonna go out to dinner. i want something light at IHOP, i don't care what she gets. then i want to go to borders and chill out. my sister is cool. even if her taste in music isn't. i want to read Thirsty.bwahahaha. i want some coffee. I wonder what it'd be like to have an older sister? I'd probably hate her. *shrug* I really have no idea. in small engines today, Logan and I were sharing love-life-histories. Am I still angry with Levi or have I accepted it and moved on? I've moved on. does the fact that I did things I wish i hadn't done with a different boy bother me? maybe still a little. Mostly? i think the fact that I can't find it in me to tell Caleb the story because i'm still ashamed bothers me. I just felt like writing a lot of stuff about me that no one cares about. yay for diaries.