I've Been Spending Way Too Long Checking My Tongue In The Mirror

So here I find myself again, sitting at home. I wish I were at some activity, but alas, I am not. I did go to "work" today. If you can even call it work, seeing as I just oversee Sam do her homework, and get paid Ten Dollars per session. So I walked away twenty dollars richer, doing something I would probably do for free today. I also have Big Sister tomorrow. I'm fairly excited. I think right now it's time to play my favorite game "ADDRESSING PEOPLE WHO DON'T READ MY BLOG!" *Cue jazz hands and cheesy gameshow music*!!!
Here we go.
I don't understand what you want from me anymore. I want to be your friend, but you give me so many mixed signals, between being my friend and ignoring me. I hate it when you make jokes at my expense. It hurts. No matter how I pretend to brush it off, it does affect me. Don't ignore me. I *want* so much to be your friend, because I want to be able to at least have one friend who I can be myself with at school. I don't understand whether you want me to be the butt of your joke or your friend. I'm not sure I even want to stick around to find out.
And so concludes today's portion of "ADDRESSING PEOPLE WHO DON'T READ MY BLOG!" *Jazz hands and cheesy music*!!!
Basically I have nothing to inform you other than boring, school related things. I have mostly B's, combined with a few A's. This Saturday I have PSATs. Please, feel free to gag me with a spoon. No, seriously. I can't find words to describe howe much I don't want to do this. However, I plan on spending a majority of my study hall tomorrow, filling out my answers to my practice test, just like a good little robot should. Then I'll gather my books when the bell rings, and walk alone to English, taking the nearest route, like a good little robot should. I'll sit in my assigned seat and take out my materials. I'll sit quietly and wait for class to start. Then I will proceed in an orderly fashion to Geometry, and try not to trip the annoying FreshBots on their way to their classes, like a good little SophBot. I will not look the Upperclassmen in the eye. Because this is how I'm expected to behave. Then on Friday, I will complete my practice test, go to bed early, supply my claculator and set my alarm. I will wake up early on Saturday, and bring my water bottle and my number two pencil, and my Something To Occupy Myself With Quietly When I Have Completed My Test and Checked My Answers.
Then I'll go back home and probably spend the rest of my day at Six Flags with my favorite Uncle.
Because this is how one should behave as a good little SophBot.