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ASDFFGFDSGEDSGDSAAAAARRRGGGHHH.


FORENSICS IS FUCKING PISSING ME OFF.


I cannot take ANY more of this fucking bullshit from Nelson. She keeps bitching me out for "not doing anything"... you FUCKING BITCH. I've not helped with two things, ever. One was last week when I determined that three people were NOT necessary to retrieve one glass and one bottle. The other was today, when A. it did not require three people to retrieve one chair, and B. I DIDN'T FUCKING HEAR HER ASK because she only asked the two people standing on the stage and I was back in the audience. And the nice part is that one of the freshmen is doing absolutely jack shit -- I had to yell at him today to get him to help with the ONE thing he actually DID do, and even then he was a stupid little fucktard about it. But does HE get yelled at by Nelson? Of COURSE not!


Graaah. I'm gonna go dye my hair.

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hm. I dyed my hair.





It is not this color.


See, my camera's at school, locked in the art room, for a project... so I used my father's. And that camera HAAAATES me. So actually, my hair's a good deal darker and more burgundy than the nasty orange-red shown there.


Fun fun.