Mean Girls... Janis Ian style.

My name is Janis Ian. I am one of those people that you see in the back of the cafeteria with a look of pure hatred. The one who dresses in all black, carves into her person, paints her nails the color of blood on days of happiness... I am the girl that you steer clear of in the halls for fear of poundation. I am the girl that smiles only when revenge has met its sweet coldness. I am the girl who believes blood is a side dish... the girl your mother warned you about.
I attend the school that I have formally called "Saint Pauls Highschool of Martial Drama." The reason of this preturbed reality that is the truth in all manners of speaking, is due to the fact that every highschool I have been to only amounts to half the drama that comes from within these buckeling walls of calamity.
When searching for myself I have found that being the out cast has given me the reason to go to school everyday. I have a best friend named Damian. He is the gay dude... My gay dude. I have known him so long that it seems all too weird when we have our love hate fights. This year Damian and I met this really pretty girl named Cady Heron. She just came from a foreign place and was new to the school. She was gorgeous. We claimed her as 'The Hott Chick.'