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My mind's sunk so low, Claudia, because of you, wrecked itself on your account so bad already, that I couldn't like you if you were the best of women, - or stop loving you, no matter what you do.
— Catullus

-Lesbia, Carmina 75

Today was kinda meh. Actually, very meh. Jorge is an ass. There was this whole ordeal in Corradino with him, me and a Livestrong bracelet and teh breakup.

Yes. *sighs*

Anyway, he told lies to me and I called him on it and THEN he honestly expects me not to tell Heather. Er. Hello. He also insinuated that he broke up with Heather to keep from hurting her. Lunch was hot as always, and I saw people and yay for all of us. Chem was actually quite decent. Barkow loves me and we were reviewing the packet I'd copied in first period. I understood some of it. Still want to switch to Bio. Talked to Margolis with Heather and Janelle between chem and 'french', which was fun. In first period we still had a sub, and the sub sent me to go talk to Patterson about something, and Patterson totally knew who I was, which is a creepy thing. She came into the room later, nearly giving my copying-self a heartattack, to talk about the dissolvance (is that a word?) of the IS program. She remembered Janelle and my imminent switch  to the other french class.

I miss last year's schedule, but, eerily enough, it feels as though last year never ended and we just paused and kept going, in spite of the new teachers and schedules. There's no anxiety of the unknown, there's no weirdness of anything except not having any classes with my friends.

Volunteering was boring, and I called and talked to Heather and now I'm here, contemplating doing my homework.

Naaaah.

Instead, I found the lyrics to the most insanely cool song on the planet.

( Jesus was way cool )