The life that never dies; the truth that never lies...

Huh, strange title today. I'm in a quirky mood, I guess.
So, today!
We watched two movies that each bored everyone half to death, which makes it surprising that we're all still among the living. They were both about the Civil War, and we were all split up into different classrooms based on our humanities classes. Unfortunately, Leo is not ni my humanities class, so I had to spend morning AND afternoon without stalkerishly staring at him, which is probably good for my health and all.
Speaking of Leo, today was his birthday!
Happy happy birthday, happy birthdayyyyy to you!
May the coming year be splendid,
And in your heart ring true!
That was a random birthday song I just made up right now. I don't even understand the last line myself, but it really needed to rhyme.
Well, like the wonderful friend-who-likes-him I am, I totally forgot.
I actually didn't forget, though! I thought it was on the eighteenth, not the fifteenth! But in advisory, when he was groaning about the three assignments that were due today, he mumbled something about his birthday not going well so far, and after recovering from initial shock and embarassment, I wished him a happy birthday.
By the way, Silver's birthday was on Sunday, so that song's for her too!
Every day, at lunchtime, it has to be someone's birthday, so a group of tone-deaf students goes up to the microphone to sing Happy Birthday and give us all permanent ear damage. Today, I was crouching by Ann's table (visiting), when Basil, Apple, and some other guys started singing Happy Birthday to Leo. To be honest, they weren't half bad compared to other groups that have sung their dignities out up there. I didn't even notice, caught up in talking, until Ann started shoving me in the direction of Leo's table saying "Go give him a hug!" I sat cross-legged at planted my weight firmly on the ground, but after a few seconds I decided that maybe I should go over and say something. I never got the chance. A cluster of girls who normally don't give Leo a second glance ran over and started hugging him. One of them sat on his lap. I shakingly turned back around and threw myself back into the conversation with too much animation, too much gusto. I don't think I spoke to him for the rest of the day.
Oh wait, I did! At the end of the day, we went outside for some fresh air, and me and Leo exchanged some small talk on the way back in. That was all.
That was after the movies ended. I actually attempted to watch the first one, passing notes instead of talking, to try to focus on the movie without exploding of boredom. When I found out after lunch that we were watching a second movie about the Civil War, however, I gave up. I slept for nearly an hour of it, and then, upon waking, plopped myself down on the floor with all the other bored girls, because that area of the floor was hidden from the teacher's sight, perfect for talking.
In other news, the Strawberry-Lavender battle rages on. I am Team Strawberry all the way. Lavender is extremely annoying and shallow; her personality is made up of boys (although none of them like her) and her hair. At the lunch table, we have happy conversations with our friends, and she starts whining about how boring the table is because no one talks. We actually all talk, but none of us talk to her, because she's only capable of talking about the aforementioned two things. I would pity her if she weren't genuinely that shallow. Oh, and she does care about a third thing. She calls herself fat constantly, and forces other to insult her image. Not pretty.
Upcoming events:
*Last day of school-next Tuesday (mall, sleepover, then beach the next day with friends)
*Annie's special surprise that some of you know about-June 27