I am dreading school.

It makes me really sad to think about it, almost sad enough to cry. Almost. It's not that I have any vehement protests against school. It's just that I don't really talk to anyone at school and Mr. Slow (who will soon have a different nickname) will be very very VERY busy. I suppose I won't be as busy.. I think? I don't really know. Anyway, being away from Mr. Slow stresses me out. I suppose I've become too attached. It can't really be helped now, can it.. =.=

And there will be Speech Comm which will freak me out because I still have a problem with public speaking! Oh gawd, I can't bear to think of the nightmare that awaits me, tormenting me while I'm kept in anxiety and fear for what is to come. Well, at least I'll still be in the same class so no pressure to meet new people and make new friends. As always, socialising is a huge problem for me because I wonder if I should say this or if that's too harsh and by the time I'm done thinking, I've overshot the 'comfortable thinking silence' period, or whatever that's called.

I just told Mr. Slow that I might have a pimple on my lip, because it feels like one. Then he said, "Maybe it's an ulcer." And naturally the emotion I felt = *facepalm*. I mean, obviously it's an ulcer. Why did I forget that these things were called ulcers?

It baffles me that people like Oreo Crush bubble tea. One example, (obviously) Mr. Slow. I don't get it. It's so sweet, you can taste the Oreo's cream in the drink. Which is kind of weird. Why don't people drink something normal like Mocha? :D Mocha is the way to go! (Fuck... I lost my train of thought here because my mum shouted something and now I can't remember what the fuck I wanted to say. All I can think of right now is how much I hate going to church.)

Since I can't think of anything maybe I should just go and leave it here incomp-