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The school nurse doesn't like me. I've found this out very firmly by this point. Yesterday she wouldn't let me leave even though I'd gone to see her numerous times, and today I saw her in passing in the hall and she glared at me. G'rr.

Also yesterday, Carol and I walked home from school and had a good conversation. I like good conversations... But it drove home something serious...I promised myself at one point I would stop nodding and smiling and start telling people what and how I actually felt. I've tried...but I notice myself now, vocally equivocating on a topic when inwardly I -know- what I think and I -know- that it's wrong, or not right, and I just can't rationalize it to myself anymore.

Why can't I ever tell people the truths I see before it's too late? The truths everyone sees..why can't anyone say something? It takes so much courage for some reason. -_-

Anyway. I have to go poke me Frenchy friend even though he's marked as busy on MSN. He's always marked busy on MSN, so eh.

Blahblahblahschoolsucksweathersuckshealthsuckstoobusyblahblahblah.

That should do for now.