Confusion, Tragedy, Deception, Rage & Fury. Morning, disaster. I took studying the extreme with no sleep. Eekk. But as soon as I came to school and i saw brandon, it was all alright. i don't know what's up with that kid. rather sad, anyways, whatever. morning was good, loads of flirting and he kissed me before first.. and before fourth... and before fifth... and before sixth... and that's it. wonderful, eh? whatever. it was all rather confusing at first, but i'm not going to fight it. i'll go with the flow, if we kiss... we kiss. i'm not going to try to make anything of it.. just the flow. whatever. blair.. is.. mad.. at.. me. and i'm furious at him. skipping is not good, but he should never blame it on my friends. what an asshole.he talks as if he's better than them. hah, i bet you they could kick his ass. i mean, sure he's smart, but fuck. he's got nothing on them. damn, i wish i could teach him a lesson. but you know what pisses me off the most? it's the fact that i backed him up against my other ib friends a few days ago, and he says nothing about them. just because my very best friends are non-ib doesn't mean he can talk shit about them. ughhh. oh well, the kid is too clingy. gross. Yay, entry 100 :D