Huzzah! Did I spell that right? I don't know, I almost spelled spell wrong. Woo, I'm tired. Anyway, I thought me and my three arm wounds should up date the county blog. Because, Freaks of Suburbia never die, even if no one reads about us. Anyhoodles, things at Brighton High are going smoothly, minus the Pinkney Freshman Face-Punch.

One of my friends punched this annoying Pinkney Freshman (okay, his name's Kyle, but I call him Pinkney Freshman, as you can see.) in the face, because he was like trying to take off my friends shirt, and my friend was like, "oh, no you didn't." And he punched him. I was sad because Kyle didn't have a shiner the next day.

Shit, I forgot what else I was going to inform our none-existing readers about. COME ON PEOPLE! EVERYONE LOVES FREAKS!

Bleh, other then me slamming my phone shut just now, in the middle of class none-the-less, nothing really important is happening anymore. Hm.... I think that's it, but wait and see what us freaks post next.

-S