*Coughs*

I have a really nasty cold, because of sticking my face in the portal last night. And a scratch on my arm that is infected. I'm trying to explain it by pulling a fashion statement with the bandage...nobody is convinced.

I'm not at liberty to give details on the scratch...okay, four, long, deep scratches...on my arm...or how I got the cold. But it happened.

Also:

I was not aware that I sounded like Shawn and Gus when I'm scared. But I do. I screamed for five minutes last night, because an owl flew at my car and scared the living water out of me. (Not literally, but...) And I was already freaking myself out. It was awesome.

Gillian

PS Judd Nelson? Really, Dom? Sheesh. Does that make me Ally Sheedy or whatever her name is?

Detention

I'm in detention right now. Well actually, I'm in the restroom. No longer regretting getting internet on my phone. I needed an escape. I mean it's full on Breakfast Club in there!

Five misfits, defying the teacher for really no reason other than rebellion. I wanted to start singing That one Twisted Sister song: "We're not gonna take it! No, we ain't gonna take it! We're not gonna take it.... ANYMORE!!!"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4xmckWVPRaI&ob=av2n

I recommend watching the video, just for how freakin' awesome it is. (Though all I can think while I'm watching is: I bet those guys smell weird....)

Anyway, we've already moved his chair just a little to the left once he was out of the room. Filled his sandwich with paper. Set a minor fire.... (Yeah, don't ask about that one.)

I think I'm Judd Nelson in this whole situation....

Sweet!

Judd Nelson