GET ME OUT OF HERE.

WOW. When i arrived at school, I immediately found some friends. Gabi, Devorah, Zena, Samara and Ashley...


Nice. Then Romy arrives, friggen legend. Romy is awesome. Then Celene arrives. Awesome, looks like this year is gonna be freakin rad.


They start choosing classes. "Rael, Adam,  Daniel,.." they went on. I was getting so happy- I hated all those people and they were gonna be all in one class so I wouldn't have to worry!!


THEN the last name is... mine. 
I almost died. I had a nightmare that I was in Adam's class, Daniel is my evil ex! Sholem is a motherfucker annoyance... Kaylin, oh fuck kaylin... Jessie, Kayla, I got everyone that I didn't like or didn't know. 


There's this new girl in our class. She seemed cool. When the teacher asked her where she lived and why she moved... WOW it was a total no no. " I used to live ___. We sold our farm** and moved here!!" 


DUDE I WILL NEVER BEFRIEND SOMEONE WHO OWNED A FARM. Farms are SO GROSS. 


EW.  


When I was put in the class, I almost fainted. I didn't know what to do with myself. Stare at my painful wrist. :'( Marc had to sit next to me... I sat at the edge of my chair. It's not like there's something wrong with him, I just get sooo freaked out all the time now. It's like, I'm so creepy! Like I hate hugs, I don't want people touching me, I want a 1 meter radius of personal space. Not like that's gonna happen but still...I got shat on by Mrs Cook 3 TIMES TODAY. Is that necessary??


Oh my god. I don't know how I'm supposed to handle this class. Everything is failing for me. Daniela is in my class- for the 3rd year in a row. She hates me. I tell you she hates me!! She keeps going on and complaining how we're in the same class yet AGAIN. 
Is there something wrong with me? Am I so bad that you don't even want to greet me?
I don't know how to handle this...
AHA. Kim left. Oh yes. Kim left the friggen school. She's in Joburg now. FUCK YEAH. I'll NEVER SEE that bitch again. =]


My dad is taking me to the psychologist today called Jenny Twiggs... I can't take that name seriously. Jenny Twiggs. 


*British accent.* Jenny Twiggs, please collect your luggage at terminal 4. Your flight is leaving shortly. 


I am Jenny Twiggs- your pilot speaking. 


Hello, welcome to the Absa House building- I am Jenny Twiggs.


I MEAN GOSH YOU CAN'T TAKE SOMEONE SERIOUSLY IF THEIR NAME SOUNDS LIKE SOME BRITISH SOAP OPERA'S CHARACTER'S NAME. 


I hope this year is ok. OH and I forgot to mention I got the worst teachers in history. =] 


Yeah. Apparently I don't show much emotion. I think I show a lot- too much. I was sooo uncomfortable sitting next to Marc, I mean FUCK how could people NOT notice it?? 


I felt like he was gonna eat me. Or he was gonna infect me with some deadly sickness if I was too close. I don't think I've ever been so petrified of someone in my life. It's so pathetic how I'm scared of people... maybe it's like a mental illness? I can't make eye contact, and when I do I can't hold it very long. 


Eye contact rips me apart. There is something DEFINITELY wrong with me. Normal teens don't have these problems. When I go to a mall, I feel SO insecure I am actually scared of like everything. Little kids freak me out, hot guys make me wanna hide, old people same I just don't know what's happening to me!!


I don't think that's being shy. I'm sure it's some weird name with like 'ist' or 'ea' or 'sion' in it. 


Maybe with the letters either P, G, W, H, F or C in it. Mental illnesses have such random letters. :/ Anyways I'm gonna go to **Jenny Twiggs* now. =] 
LOL. WISH ME LUCK MOTHERFUCKERS. =]