Okay, so I wasn't a pain in the rhymes-with-grass.
Only because I was too tired. 
I was too scared, and wondered how my friends could do this 'cos it's HARD D: And it makes me feel guilty. But today I was with two of my friends and we passed by this OTHER friend, and then me and my two friends stopped to talk to the OTHER friend and my two friends started walking away WHILE I WAS TALKING and the other friend walked away too.
So what, when Par's alone- ignore her and when she's with people act all "OMFG IT'S PARI LONG TIME NO SEE SWEETIE AWW I'VE MISSED YOU SO SO SO MUCH.
. . .
Seriously though, if someone does that to me ONE MORE TIME, I'll bitch be mean to them.
You'll see, you'll see.

Grr, my math teacher must practice being one every night though, 'cos BOY is he good.
We got our midterm report cards and it says that I got a 71 in math.
I'm NOT saying it's a bad mark, but my old marks used to be higher. Also, in that "Good, Excellent, Satisfactory" section, I got an "S" in Initiation. 
I ask him why and he goes "Pari, you HAVE to stop TALKING"
Hah, that's funny. He keeps telling my mum I'm real quiet and that I never ask questions. That's why, he says, my marks are going down.
Reeeeetard.
I also noticed that it says I was late once. I'm not some sort of freak who wants everything to be perfect or anything, but hellooo, if I wasn't late, I wasn't late. If he could make a mistake like that THAT easily, then he can fix it easily.
I told him "I don't remember being late, sir."
"Oh, maybe you were late when there was a supply"
"I don't remember being late, sirrr."
then that little clucker stares at me and then says "Okay, it could be possible that I've made a mistake. Tell you're mom that too, because I know she'll freak out about it"
"WTF? You don't know S-H-I-T about my mum, you srzrj';tk[;[768p450-i/"
"Well, SIR, it's not like I'M HAPPY about it."
then he stares at me for anther five hours while I'm packing up my stuff and goes "Um" and walks away.

I told my mum this afterschool and she told me that I AM starting to be a little rude and if he's going to be a retard, I should be one.
I didn't really get it at first (aren't I already acting like one?) so then she asked me "If the person you're talking to is stupid, do you tell them something smart?"
"No, 'cos they won't get it."
"Exaclty"
So apparently, I have to be all "Oooh, jokey jokey" with him.I think I will do that, except I won't start quickly. 
He'll know something's up.
I'll just trick 'im. ;)

Went to the doctors to get my flu shot. I'm perfectly fine with needles, I just hate it when I can see/hear them getting the needle ready.And I always look away when they put it in 'cos it's just sick. D:
I'm gonna take off soon 'cos my arm hurtz. 
. . .
D:
OH MY DAMN WHAT ABOUT BADMINTON!????????????????

Scheisse, I can't tell my partner I got the flu shot and suck now, she'll kill me.

Today in the tournament me and my friend (I'd type "My friend and I" but that sounds really gay >< xD) got our rhymes-with-grasses kicked not so bad. We lost 4 games, won 1. My friend was really mad whenever we lost and bitched talked about how the other team was cheating. At one point I told a close friend of mine "Arghh, she sorta whines when we lose. . ."
I think my partner heard because she gave me this sour look but I shrugged it off. I didn't wanna say that to her face because I didn't wanna hurt her feelings, ooh, yeah. it's SO much better having her hear me say it to someone else. I do feel a but bad, but I'm just a little happy that she overheard (I think she did) because who can do things right when they're really unfocused and pissed? but seriously, HAKUNA MATATA.
I kept singing that too, so she'd get the picture. xD;;
But we'll SO PWN tomorrow.

Gotta go work on my geo, laytah.

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