I've been found!
My mom saw my Monroe, today, and nearly popped a capillary.
After a week of having a Monroe piercing, I've been caught. I must say that a week is a pretty good record, though.
Now, I am considered a devil-child.
I don't think that I'm a devil-child, though. I mean, compared to other, extremely devilish kids (i.e, the kind that get sent to boot camp on the Maury Show), or Lindsay Lohan and her crack whoredness, I'd say that I'm pretty damn angelic. You don't see me flashing my boobies/flipping the bird to a live audience, yelling, "WHATEVA, WHATEVA! YOU DON'T KNOW ME!" as they boo me.
I want to graduate already.
