Anyways. Something really embarrassing happened today!!! Boohoohoo! I need to go for plastic surgery to change my face. Period. Well. Practically the whole world knows that Becky and I are a leeeetle bit crazy over this totally cute J1 at school, and when we were walking to the library after lunch, Max decided to shout down to him (since she knows him. But as if she doesn't have the hots for him also. Ha.) that 'THESE TWO GIRLS LIKE YOU EH!' Thanks Max. Not. Talk about humiliation. I so hope he didn't see my face, cos I ducked pretty quickly. Becky just stood there and was like 'I NEVER...' Oh maaaaan. Our chances are completely ruined, Becky. That is if we also don't get accepted into band. Hint hint HINTHINTHINT Tommy/Ryan/whoever is in charge of all this stuff. I have a pretty decent sense of rhythm, okay. I'm begging you guys! And I'm absolutely serious. I have a perfectly straight face on right now. Please please please... and don't scoff at triangle players. Hmmph.

AND. Guess what? I THINK my mortal took the M&Ms and mentos and lolly I gave him. BUT NOT THE CARD. LIKE THANKS, UNGRATEFUL HUMAN BEING! NO MORE CANDY FOR YOU!