Rain of Fire

That idiot. You'd think his ego couldn't possibly get any bigger, but no, apparently, it just keeps on going and GOING. =.=" ::slams into a wall::

Ok, maybe I should explain. ::deep breath::

I walked out of French class with Audrey, and who should we see, playing his effing sax ON THE OUTSIDE STAGE IN FRONT OF FRIGGIN' EVERYBODY? HIM. ::RAWR::

So maybe this doesn't seem like a bad thing to you. But believe me...he doesn't need any more feelings of self-importance than he has already. My friends were all laughing at him, but I just couldn't laugh. His arrogance just isn't funny anymore, it's sickening.

After walking right past him on the way to the band room, I think I was shouting something unintelligible, and poor Kerri was walking by me trying to get me to calm down, "Find your happy place!" "I CAN'T FIND MY FRIGGIN' HAPPY PLACE."

The sectional we had at lunch helped a little bit, but afterwards, he walked in to where we were eating lunch. Thank goodness he didn't talk to me. Maybe he's finally catching on that I don't want to talk to him anymore.

And to think, this all started when he insulted one of my friends. One flick of a finger can topple a mile of dominoes. And it hurts to lose a friend. Badly.