I am at war. Sort of. Talked to my friend Mac today. Discussed anarchy and whether or not I think that croc girl is hot. She is hot, for anyone who's wondering. Tall, long legs, model-ish. Unusual but beautiful face and a great sense of fashion. Not my point. So anyways, we're talking about croc girl, and in walks Mac's friend, star wars boy. star wars boy is very wierded out by our talk of girls. Apparently he didn't get the whole, "Lit From Inside is bisexual" message. So I informed him. He told flat girl, who told soccer sweetie, who told MOO girl. So they all knew, and some of them are ok with it, most of them, actually. Except MOO girl (very redneck-ish, very catholic-ish), who decided that it was her job to punish me for being a "homosexual." So every time she walked past me I got slammed into a locker. Not fun, as my foot is already screwed up from twisting it funny while playing ultamite. Oh well. Overall, my queer-ness appears to be going over fairly well. My biggest challenge will probably be Thursday, when I come out to the whole grade during an assembly that I have set up educating people about homophobia.