Today.

Today was fun. It was fun because it was Decade Day. And u kno I did the 80s. I did the project by myself but I didnt want to dance on stage by myself so Brittany did it with me. i think we had the best performance in my class. Then later on we danced in her class except her decade was the 40s so we did a totally different dance. We were the best in her class too. Everything was good until Linda got on my nerves and said she wants to fight me. Okay wtf? What the fuck do I look like fightin that big bitch. I think she might've sent somebody down here to do somethin to me. But whatever.. I dont answer the door for anybody, unless u tellin me that ur coming over. But otherwise I'm not letting u in. Not even askin who it is. But anywayz Linda get over yourself if u didnt say anything to my face then hang it up & let it dry. You in the back of the class mumbling under your breath but yet you're calling me a whore when I say exactly what I feel. The only reason I ever say anything to u is because you called me out my fuckin name and then u always talkin bout somebody else, with no room to talk. You started that bullshit. Stop tryin to act hard. Keep it 100. Watch ur fuckin mouth before I show you where the fuck I'm from. But anywayz Merry Christmas.