Okay. Because Justin George and his monkey lads were being stupid yesterday, Salme proclaimed that he shall change the seating arrangement for only six of the people.

Which he didn't.

He switched everyone around today. Everyone was sitting by their friends, except me. I was all alone. RIGHT IN FRONT OF SALME'S DESK. I didn't talk to my neighbors during class, or whatnot.

And I'm thinking...
Oh God. What if he thinks I'm his morning eye-candy?!

Which is (excuse the term) incredibly RETARDED, but it's not like there haven't been those kinds of experiences before at some High school.

Paranoia and high intelligence can be very straining on one's mind.