Hola, internet dwellers!
Okay, so, first off, remember that whole "fake DUI thing"? (If you don't you either have the worse memory since that actor/president/dead guy, or you didn't read my last entry) Anyways, Jasmine was all weepy and stuff, and like, "OMG, my boyfriend is one of the fake dead people, poor me, I won't get to see him until tomorrow..." I know, obsessed much, right? So, anyway, today they had this big old funeral thing. And everyone was crying and stuff, and I was like, "This is total lamesocks. Everyone knows it's like totally fake, and I with my superior emotions shall not fall prey to your crazy weepiness." So like, the entire gymnasium was using enough tissues to soak up half the Pacific. Okay, so I might have been seen using tissues too, but that was only because the intelligence-challenged kid next to me POKED ME IN THE EYE and my eyes were watering from the pain. I was SO not emotionally moved.
Anyway, so at the end, the "dead" people were like, returned to the land of the living and Jazz goes running down the bleachers and like TACKLES her boyfriend. I swear, she was sobbing like Niagara Falls.
In other news, my father came home late from work today, because he got a haircut, and he looked like he'd had Donald Trump's hair glued to his head. I was like, "OMG. You look like you had Donald Trump's hair glued to your head." My father, being the old dinosaur he is, did not find it amusing, and banished me to my room for an hour, to "finish your homework, young lady." The worst part is, because I'm like, smart enough to do my work in class, I didn't have ANY homework, and had to spend a whole hour in my room rotting.
Oh, and Joss completely ignored me today. He's probably too shy to talk around me. I'm just that hot.
Jasmine Perishing Community Member 
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