THIS IS THE LAST FUCKING STRAW!!!!!!!!
Okay, so. This is about Joey again.
You might be asking "what did he do this time?"
MULTIPLE THINGS.
First, he took my bookmark and my books. (Thankfully he didn't take my sketchbook or I would've beat his ass so fucking hard, a funeral will have to be arranged.)
Next, he flailed around like a fuckin banshee discovering drugs.

And lastly.
He stabbed me with a sharp colored pencil.
And he said, by quote, "I didn't touch her!"
BULLSHIT.
THATS MY PERSONAL SPACE YOUR IN, ASSHOLE.
GET YOUR OWN.

Thankfully, I don't have to sit by him anymore. *little happy dance*
But yeah. I swear on Satan's blood, I WILL FUCKING END HIM.