And so...my head hurts.

So I find out my best friend had been cutting herself, but stopped (I'm hoping). That was a yay to my day.
Then the tenth graders dissected pigs. The hallways smelled more like death than usual.
I played the fun games of website politics and tried to send a nice email to the editor of the site, instead of biting his head off. I'm not sure he'll take it well.
I spent all day trying to find a decent site. I guess this one works.
Wattpad is irritating.
I then discussed how much I disliked one direction, and was asked numerously by other haters to write a one direction hating poem. So I did that.
School was less stressing, my cousin was sweet, and my science teacher managed not to hit me for two whole periods.
I'm staying up late even though I'll regret it in the morning.
And I'm writing a random blog post for no good reason at all.
Wow.
Brilliant.