"I'm running out of French curse-words that they won't understand."

Today... happenned.

It should have been a great day. In science, we made a toxic gas (turned iodine crystals into gas. It was a cool purple colour), in math, I found out I'm not really failing math. At lunch, I went and practiced the celo, and my teacher thought i was so good, she let me into the junior orchestra. And in Geo, I aced a test.

I still feel depressed though. I should feel happy but I'm not.

If anyone has any ideas about what i shoudl write about, please let me know.

"A murder is just an extroverted suicide."