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We get into class and I already know Billie is going to pick me. She reads her blog and I get chosen. I apologize for her stupidity in making me do this fine blog so early. Y'all could have experienced this later, but thanks to Billy, I won't be like that. No more using your iPhone in class, Billie. I do not know what to type. Kian is to blame for this too, he chose Billie. I'm also going to be screwing you over too. Billy is a... can't say that on this blog. But I know that you know what I'm thinking. I forgot about how Karina picked me last time, but all this rage is going towards Billie. The people who are touring classes come in. I know how nervous the kids are. It makes me want to embarrass them. But, I can't. Subway, eat flesh. Another tour group comes in here, and one person is holding a baby. Who the baby-daddy? The people smell like cheap perfume and cologne. The golden footballs are very nice. I'm not a racist, so the white ones are good too. I'm a not going to talk about how Mr. Hastings looks like a foo' in the pictures, because he does. I hate you, Billie. Update: New Bernie video coming soon. Make sure you check out our first one. Billie is a B.K. Bad kid. ANOTHER tour group comes in, and like always, more nervous kids. I wish i had more insults for Bill. I see some people looking at me. All eyes on the dark chocolate kid. BRING EM ON. >.< .-- ANOTHER GROUP CAME IN. In the future, when people are absent, they will appear in a holographic form in the classroom, so they don't miss a thing. Really off-topic, huh? I have to do the reflection thing, so I'm going to see you all later. I hear people saying stuff about me. I'm not perfect, and you aren't either, so worry about your own self. Jokes are fine the first time, but if you start repeating, they probably mean it. Anyway, we have to clean up, and my semester reflection looks about as good as dog doodoo. I could not draw a tiger to save my life. It is time for me to say goodbye. Now is not the right time........ Goodbye.