Words don't work like Webster says, they trip me up all night.

I remember a time when it was wrong to openly glare at a stranger, or at least they would awkwardly look away as soon as they saw you had spotted them staring you down. I suppose this is no longer the case.
Starting last week I have encountered large groups of people who have been staring at me, and not in the "I want to be your bff" way either. In fact, it's more of a "hey there is that girl that started the Holocaust and stomped all the baby kittens on the planet all in the same day" look.

I swear to you, this is not me being paranoid.

For example: There is this blond girl in my math class who sits two seats across from me. I will be talking to Jake about something retarded, much like everyday, when I will look slightly past him and notice that this girl is GLARING at me, squinty eyes and all. Now this is the part where I expect her to look away because I see her looking at me. No. Instead she continues to stare me down while I'm staring at her, creating a huge awkward stare-off confusing the hell out of poor Jake.

This is not the only instance of this happening.

Am I really that offensive looking?
Do I smell?
Do I say things that are so retarded people feel the need to let me know with their eyeballs?

I don't understand.
Maybe I resemble a serial killer that dwells in Massachusetts.

In other news: this paper is destroying my soul.
DESTROYING
MY
SOUL.

I feel like I am literally loosing my mind.
It's probably floating out in the atmosphere, by this point probably somewhere over Africa.
Honestly, knowing that I will be in Albuquerque in 11 days is the only reason I have not blown up my school.
:/
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Maybe it's not that bad.
The the brain floating around over Africa is true.

SO HERE I GO. Dive into the deep depths of Euthanasia.
Fun Fun. See you in two weeks. :|
What I will emerge as after those two weeks is a mystery. A demon, a fire-breathing dragon. All I know is it won't be the cute and cuddly Cat that you all know and love.
KBAI.