Well the first day back at school went exactly as planned. Pretty damn sucky. There's this girl. Just this one girl. Who i just... really... don't like... She confronted me and the conversation went something along these lines: "Hi Isabella!" "Hi" "How's it going?" "Normal" "Really?" "Yeah" "Can i ask you something?" "Guess so" "Are you goth?" "No" "Are you sure?" "Indeed" "Well why are you wearing black all the time?" "Because i feel like it?" "But why don't you where pink or yellow sometimes?" "Because i don't have to?" "Black makes you look goth" "Never would have realised" "You aren't goth then?" "No" "Are you sure?" "Yes" "Oh Ok i see now" Argh. Kill her.