So, today in school I was approached by a large group of boys and they started singing a song that goes "Janet. Nicole. Janet. Nicole. Sucking dick only 14 years old." At first I was confused and then I was liike "How do you know my middle name?"
I mean for the past three weeks or so people have been going around saying that my name should be changed to "Jessie James."
I don't even know who that is, honestly.
And a few days ago I found a little red circle in a package in my locker with a noote that said "I bet you've never used one of these."
Of course I haven't.
I didn't even know what it was.
I went to Magenta to ask what it was and she told me it was a "kondumb."
And I was like "Da fuck is that?"
Then she laughed at me.
Maybe I had a boogie or something.
I asked Frankie why everyone was misspelling "whole" on my locker and he told me that they didn't.
I'm pretty "whole" is NOT spelled with an "R".
But whatever.
Betty has been having the same issue.
People keep givving her tuna sandwiches and asking if she likes she mayonaise. And they just laugh when she says it tasted familiar.
I honestly don't understand what is so funny.
I'm so sick of being called a sleuth that I literally wanna cry.
I HATE decective shows so where did these kids even get their information?
I went in this store called Spencer's and bought a rainbow lollipop shaped like a syringe called a "Chicken Pop."
Which is a completely inappropriate because that thing didn't even taste like chicken.
I think that's when it all started.
I bought a pair of wristbands from the store that said "LTC."
Like love the chicken.
Becase I love chicken pops.
Althought I still don't know what being a detective has to do with multicolored syringes.