Y'know... I don't think Mizz Ward is gonna ease up on these deportment classes at all.

All year.

She's awesome and all, but she's hard on me!

So, today at lunch... the entire student body heard Lisa's threat of destroying me when she made it. So when she tentatively pulled up a chair and a tray and joined us today (after I had informed the other 4 that she was gonna) I swear you coulda heard a gnat fart.

We all agreed (before she got there) that she deserved a chance to make up for the way she'd acted. Matthew was confused as to how she'd earned the chance, but was satisfied (for now) with the whole, "It's a girl thing," explanation.

Oh, and while I'm talking about him... he's a goober.

Simone embarrassed me at Ballet tonight. She made the announcement that I was the only novice ready for Toe Shoes already, totally pointing me out as the chick to hate.

Mom told her about my slumber party on Saturday, and she asked me if after my friends went home on Sunday if I wanted to give another try to her surprise. I told her that depended on the surprise, but Mom overrode me. She told Simone I'd be, "ecstatic," to do so.