Wow. Today was Sports Day. Uhh.. I was consumed by jealousy. Envious of it. Huh. What the hell? Everyone hates us now. Bimboes. Nice...but...ums...how the hell do I put this nicely? Okay. It was plain stupid. Stuck-up asses. Nice..but uhh. Not what I was hoping for. Heh. *disappointments. I was in the stands and everyone was gossiping about you... kinda glad I wasn't there. They were like "Huh? What bimboes!" And I almost told them to shut up but I realized that if I were them I'd say the same thing. But nevermind that now. It's a free world. "Yes, you have the right to your own opinion, and I have the right to think you're stupid"-Gerard Way. I am being very random.

Oh yeah... I was one of the few ppl who hadn't passed up my progress report, (I've handed it up already!) I just gave it to The Sin today, coz I was scared shitless of what my mom and dad would say. To make matters worse, my dad threatened to take away my MP3(with all my MCR inside!) if I don't get 75% and above for at least two subjects...(I had only one)...so yeah. And I was like, at my house...and waiting...but before that I talked to Gerard.

[hanis]: -pacing up and down, up and down- What the hell am I supposed to do, Gerard? I'm gonna be separated from your music!!!
[gerard]: -stares coolly back at me- What are you so afraid of?
[hanis]: -gives Gerard a withering stare- What am I afraid of? How can you say that? My marks!!!! They're not good enough for my parents!!
[gerard]: You don't always have to be perfect. Besides, I'm not worried. You'll do much better next term.
[hanis]: -wrings hands desperately- But my parents aren't gonna see it that way! I know my parents better than you do, Gee. Have I given you a reason to not trust my intuition?
[gerard]: -folds his arms, leans on the wall and looks at me- Have I given you a reason to not trust mine?
[hanis]: You are so irritating! Seriously... I can't live without your music.
[gerard]: -laughs- I don't know what the fuss is all about, doll. It'll be fine, and you'll do better nxt term. Now you'd better go before she calls The Sin or something.

-I storm off angrily, clutching my progress report and looks for my mom and dad-

[hanis]: -whispers to myself- How can he say that? My parents have never been happy with my grades!

-hands over progress report-

[mom]: What's this? Oh yes... I was on the verge of calling Mrs Sin.
[hanis]: -raises eyebrows-
[mom]: -scans progress card-
[hanis]: Uh...you'll need to sign.
[mom]: Oh...I see. Hmm. Keep it up.
[hanis]: -wails dramatically- I know!!! If I keep this up my MP3 will be all alone!!
[mom]: -confused looks- Well, you've improved.
[hanis]: -shocks, staggers backwards- What? I have?? I need an eye check.
[mom]: You have. Look, for Maths, you've jumped up 4 grades. For science, all you have to do is work harder, but you've improved by one grade. History...needs a bit of work. But I'm so proud of your Geography marks. You've gone from an F9 to an A2. A 30 to 72. Good work!

-stares into space for hours and then shuts myself in my room-

[hanis]: Oh god...that was freaky. It's so difficult for my mom to praise me... What the hell????
-lies down on bed, unthinking-
-Gerard appears next to me-
[gerard]: -smirks- So.... SOmeone owes Someone an apology...
[hanis]: Bb-b-but how did you know????
[gerard]: -laughs- I don't.
[hanis]: I hate it when you do your mystery man bullshit... fine. I'm sorry.
[gerard]: No harm done. See ya!!

-still stares into space-