I cannot believe it!

Mr. Barniak just gave me a tutor.

A TUTOR!!!

I'm so pissed that i had to rush off to the bathroom and quickly send this post from my cell. What a dick. I mean ok, so I've been slacking, but i can do Chem. This isn't a problem, I would have pulled it out by mid term, Christ we've only been here 2 weeks, relax!

What what REALLY sucks, it's Henry Laurence.

Seriously, Henry LAURENCE? You pick a whine bitch like Henry Laurence to help me? Ok, so he's a straight A genius, but he's such an EMO loser!

I swear if we didn't have a dress code he'd be painting his face every morning like the girls. What can this shlub POSSIBLY have to offer. He's a Senior, it's been like what... two years since he took this class? What possible help could he be? Does he even get good grades? I thought he just sat around with his emo pals and wept about how hard life was all day.

Fricken Henry Laurence.

Fricken Barniak. I DO NOT NEED A TUTOR!

Such asshats. This sucks.

Ok, serious weirdness.

First off, the whole fricken school has gone NUTS for the Derringers.

And... UGH i can't really get into why, but trust me its all a bunch of CRAP. I mean seriously, why is it people so readily buy into the hype that the media pumps out at us? Mean MUST we all be Hannah Montana fans, or the friggen Jonas Brothers? IS there something seriously wrong with me if I say, um thanks but no thanks, killing vampires and werewolves and whatnot AIN'T NORMAL.

Why is it we keep putting these people up on pedestals? I mean seriously, why do i care what outfit CIARA DERRINGER went hunting in? Do I really need to drink a cola because NAN DERRINGER is the spokesperson. Granted, at least she can string together complex sentences, that's more than Paris Hilton, but FUCK. I'm not a drone, Hollywierd. STOP trying to turn me into Zombie-teen!

And can someone PLEASE tell this to my teachers too? Taking the entire hour in History to make me watch a SERIOUSLY old filmstrip on the 5 families of the Brotherhood featuring the Derringers (OF COURSE) is NOT going to help me later in life. Is there something wrong with learning about the Civil War, or maybe even the New Deal? Jesus.

So I, Dee (you aren't getting my last name, i don't need you Dateline freaks getting my addy) have started a blog.

I've hit a new low.

I'm not sure how i'm suppose to start this thing. I mean only the really antisocial sociopath kids keep these things up. And everyone of those i've seen are either full of emo patheticness. Seriouly have off these things are done by bunch of girls too much mascara whining about how no one would go to prom with them. Not even Fat Chuck.

So why am I starting one, you ask (maybe you didn't ask, maybe F-ed up when clicking for porn, whatever). Honestly i don't know. I know i'm sick of losing my diary (I'm fairly certain my brother Max keeps reading and moving it) and it makes my hand cramp anyway.

AND I know my mom would FREAK if she knew i started one of these and frankly after today, I'm all for pissing her off.

So here i am... my first post and i'm totally out of stuff to say. My god Deirdre... you're so exciting! *sigh* I hate my life.