I'd just like to take the time to say that Robby Schnitzelbank*** creeps me out. He always turns around in his chair and says hi to me with a closed smile, STARING. And waving. And I say "Hello." And he keeps staring.
And then I'll be in the middle of a conversation with someone and he appears out of nowhere RIGHT NEXT TO ME where he's almost touching and just stands there. You you understand how uncomfortable that is?
And then the other day we were all crowded around the computer during creative writing because Kemery was absent (again) and the sub didn't care what we did, and he was behind me and I think he touched my hair. And he definitely touched my shoulder.
And when no one is talking to him, he just walks around the room, into every corner aimlessly like a little pacman ghost. You know how they are? They just go wherever.
But yeah. I know he has something wrong with him. He's socially autistic or something. Which is why I feel bad. But he creeps me out still.
Also today he was behind my car at the school traffic light. And I get paranoid. So I turn onto my street, and he does too. Barely anyone who doesn't live in Gibbsboro turns into Gibbsboro, and I know he doesn't live in Gibby. So I take evasive maneuvers (I don't want him to know where I live D: ) and go down a street that's not mine (because the original street I was on was mine and very easy to see my house). And he is there. And I turn right. Argh. He is there. AND THEN I SPEED. And eventually take a quick turn down my cousin's street and lose him.
Wow. I am paranoid. But he is that creepy.

And that is my story.

***Not his real name. I don't know if he stalks this thing too somehow. I must keep safe.


Je veux vraiment peindre.