The world is ending...

Pooh. I hate that I can't use tab to indent on this. SUPER ANNOYING.
Anyways...
I've had a fairly typical day today. Absolutely nothing unusual happened at all, which was actually pretty nice. It gets a little tiresome, having extreme day after extreme day. Like last week guys kept complimenting/flirting with me, which was awkward because I didn't always want to flirt back. And what exactly are you supposed to do when that happens, hmmm? Ignore them? Nod your head occasionally? Like I said, awkward.
Today in Art we played Truth or Dare/Would You Rather. It was my idea, of course, and we had a great time. I'm friends with like everyone in the back row where I sit, and we had a sub, so we all basically just goofed off all period. And it's art, so what is the teacher going to do? Stifle our creative impulses? I think not.
"Linda," I said, "The world is ending-"
Little Blonde Boy (real name is Jason, but he's a freshman and I like to annoy him) groaned and buried his head in his backpack at this point. We had played this game yesterday, and he was now familiar with my questions. I giggled and continued.
"The world is ending. There is an earthquake and a deep split down the middle of the room. You can only save one person besides yourself. Who would you save?"
"Hmm...." Linda says, "Probably Mrs. M-----" That's our Art teacher.
"Excuse me?" I raise an eyebrow. Linda is my best Art friend. I have a best friend for every class. Life's more fun that way.
"I mean you. Of course." I laugh again, and then ask Little Blonde Boy the same question.
"Little Blond Boy. The world is ending-"
"Noooo!" He buries his head further into his backpack. I think I might have traumatized him yesterday when I asked who he would pick if the world exploded and he had to repopulate the universe with someone in this room. Nobody would choose anyone- this is high school, after all.
Then Johnathan came over and started playing, so we switched to Truth or Dare. I dared Alex to go up behind Chantel and start randomly braiding her hair. Chantel is sort of a preppy bitch. And Alex did! It was so funny. He just goes up behind her and starts touching her hair, and she doesn't notice at first but then she whips around and starts yelling at him. I was laughing so hard I couldn't breathe.
That was basically the highlight of my day. Spanish wasn't even as fun as it usually is, because theres this whole awkward (ugh! enough with that word!) thing between me and Justin. We have nothing to talk about but we like each other, so it's basically just smiling a lot. I would have just ignored it and gossiped/talked with Jocelyn and Aaron, but I was also stressed out about my grade. It's a B-. Which is almost a C. Ewwww.....
These are my grades this quarter:
Algebra: B+
Biology: B
P.E: B (I think)
World History: A+
Art: B
Honors English: A-
Spanish: B-
Pretty okay. I really wanted an A+ in English though, but oh well.
That's basically it. I'm not usually this shallow, but I'm not feeling especially thoughtful today. Some of my posts will be depressing, and some will make me seem like Preppy Barbie, because I'm moody and multi-faceted, and I can't help it. I also have kind of a tragic Lifetime Original Movie type family too, but more on that later.
Peace and Love,
Steph