I GOT LOST. BUT NOW I'M BACK.

And that's super fun, yesno?

No, I'm not supposed to be watching math vids right now what are you talking

God, I'm such a procrastinator and I'm so weird about talking to people because I spent all of sixth period reading instead of getting up and asking my friend for his computer charger because mine was out of battery and I was too scared to ask for one ugh.

Today was free dress at school. Please let me go to a high school where I can dye my hair and paint my nails and wear actual clothes and BE A REBEL. jk that's never happening because the extent of my rebellion in life is running with scissors.

Wellanywayz, I wore a red Papaya sweater, Old Navy boyfriend shirt, Madden Girl combat boots that go with everything and have epic shmepic snakeskin patterns, and Delia's grey sweatpants that I swear are made of the dreams of children and happy kittens and distilled clouds because they are SOFT. And my friends said I looked "comfortable." YES, I AM COMFORTABLE. TAKE THAT, ALL YOU HIP CHILDREN IN YOUR TIGHT JEAN SHORTS AND FRILLY SHIRTS AND INFINITY SCARVES. ok so maybe I wear infinity scarves too and that invalidates my point, but that little irrelevant detail can go shut up and get landed on by a fallen Flappy Brick with Lipstick and Sorta-Wings.

Also, I wore my red beret, which some of you may recall is named Luffy and is the love of my life, and has also spawned some very interesting discussions. Public school has Team Edward and Team Jacob? We have Team Beret and Team Fedora. Sadly I LOST MY FEDORA. Spirit of Young Women's Conferences, what did you do.

I saw a cute outfit at that conference, actually, a little floral white dress with a leather jacket, pushed-down gray socks and Doc Martens. I think I could replicate it with my white lace dress, black motorcycle jacket and gold Docs, but I have no decent socks, only little ankle socks with supposedly catchy slogans that are trying to be like their big ribbed grown-up siblings, but are too young to be looking for that kind of fun to quote ABBA.

I sometimes observe some very nice outfits at school on free dress days. I espied a great white shirt with an Aztec-patterned woven pocket, a beige chiffon shirt with little grey kitties, and a lot of T-shirts worn with patterned flannel shirts, which was kind of cute, but no skirts because no one at my school has any idea how to wear any bottoms except skinny jeans. except for this one girl who is probably a Satanist who else would wear black lace shorts that look like lingerie to a highly gifted twenty-thousand-dollar private school?

Speaking of, I feel bad for the inhabitants of perdition sometimes. I imagine if they were as horrendous as humanity can be, the world would be quite a lot worse than it actually is. Yet nevertheless they are the ones who get the bad rap, even though we humans come up with these bizarre sickening acts that can't be blamed on anybody but their perpetrators.

DON'T WORRY DEMONS. I LOVE YOU. COME GIVE ME HUGS.