My mom is badgering me about Homecoming, which I am not attending since last year's sucked a little. She pushed me to go a little bit last year, but this year she's pushing me to go... with a GUY. Ummm, no. This is the same guy she called me sexist for not dating. Yes, we could go as friends, but we're not going, and it's the principle of the thing. If I were a straight guy, I very, very highly doubt my mom would try to persuade me to go with him. This bothers me.
My chemistry teacher is offended that no one wants to listen to her. I'm sorry, I'm sure atomic numbers are very interesting to some people, but I'm afraid that Super Ducks such as myself are much more interested in what's going on in Old Crush's shirt. I am only in that class because it is, for some unknown reason, a requirement. When I get to college, I do not want to major in science. I do, however, want to major in boobies, and quite frankly, Boring Chemistry Lady, all your electron-proton babble is distracting me from my work!
I finally got to tell my history teacher that I'm an atheist. She noted that I never mentioned my religion, and I said that was because I was atheist and didn't have one. Maybe now she'll stop putting my Buddhist friend on the spot.
Oh, that's right, I was gonna tell about that one time when I realized I was totally homo! Well, I was maybe 11 at the time. It really isn't a good story. I just kind of realized it over time... I discovered shoujo-ai and yuri online, which attracted me, and I couldn't figure out why until one day it just clicked. I had crushes on girls before that, though, like Avril Lavigne and one of my 4th grade teachers. Hahaha! Sorry, I don't have a cool story!
So, I guess you want to hear about French Class Girl today. You guys are going to love this. Ughhh. We were at the dry-erase board, and she was taking up a bunch of room writing something, and she turned to me and said, "It's okay if you invade my personal space. I don't mind."