I'm sick. I know Samantha in Science got me sick. My voice is kinda quietly perky & innocent now. At least at home. My throat is sore. It even sounds different when I swallow! It must be really swollen. Haha, I just thought What if I have to get my tonsils taken out? but that wouldn't happen.

I had ice cream tonight anyway.

I always hear cars speeding around on Jackson Drive. My mom thinks they're racing, but I never hear them at night like she does.

Late news, but guess what! YM is done for, and they sent me some shitty TeenVogue issue and were like "we're gonna send you this from now on until your subscription expires." What the crap? I don't want this! It was such a boring magazine, even though Topher Grace was on the cover and a couple pages. They have (excuse me) really gay crap in there and it's expensive and ugly and nobody with half a brain would even touch that junk. Fashion in teen magazines is sooooooooo lame. It's just a bunch of super ugly, loose-fitting, unsexy, disturbingly colorful, clothes drenched in ugly flower, polka dot, or butterfly designs. EWWWW!!! Puh-lease...Patterned clothing? Does ANYONE wear that crap? No. Maybe your MOM.

I want to get my ears pierced tomorrow. Maybe I'll be able to wear bigger earrings in time for Valentine's Day. I just wanna wear red. I think I'll get a tan and hopefully my right arm will start looking normal again. Those stupid out-of-nowhere white slashes on the top of my wrist still haven't gone away, which is really starting to piss me of. Especially the big one, which is probably 2 1/2 inches long and surrounded by a bunch of little slashes, one actually has an indentation in the skin, too.

Speaking of my ever-so-strange right arm, I actually let it out to breathe today! lol I wrapped my sweatshirt around my waist and let my arms get some sun. Or cold air, anyway...

Good thing I wore a T-shirt instead of a tank top today.

I really wanna wear some of my old cute shoes. But I don't wanna have to bring my regular shoes for Dance, too...

Ms. Curtis said we start Irish Dance again on Monday.

Just shoot me now. Irish dancing is retarded. Seriously. Nobody in my class wants to/can do it anyway!!! Including me...

I was really out of it today. I wasn't paying much attention to anyone, which was relaxing for a change. I need to "not care" a bit...

OK...well...enough randomness...

Goodbye.

-Ash

-Damn right, it's better than yours. I could teach you, but I'd have to charge.

Hahaha...Barf-O-Rama...

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