The Blog Problem

So, if you haven't guessed, I'm blogging. Which is obvious from the fact you are reading this. But keep in mind, dear readers, I'm blogging about my life. Which isn't exactly normal. So I obviously don't go flaunting my powers and the info I share here in real life, and recently (today) I got told by a certain boy I shouldn't be doing it here either.
The main point here is...
ALGERNON CAME TO MY SCHOOL TO TELL ME OFF!!!
There's no chance I'm going to give up; A) as I have no subscribers/ watcher/ whatever they're called and, B) I doubt may of you would believe it. If I couldn't see lies, I wouldn't either (oh, BTW, Algernon taught me ages ago how to turn my power thingies off, so I can pretend to be normal. Because looking at someone lying at their boyfriend when they say "I love you"; not nice. Actually, it sucks, as they made a really cute couple).
Anyway, main point, today I was eating lunch in "the Pall" (it's what we call the lunch part of the school. There's no lunch hall exact, but outside they have three mini lunch selling places and you buy there if you buy then go in.) with my friends (Kitty, Adelia, Dermid, Darcy, Terri [she wasn't at the camping thing], Luke and Ashlee) (well, the girls on one table (plus Darcy), boys on another and we kept turning around to talk to each other. They're small tables) and then Algernon walks up to me, and processed to have a go at me for having a blog. In the quietest way possible. Which is still scary. And now Dermid pissed off with me for being stupid, Kitty and Adelia are annoyed, Terri wants to see it, Darcy thinks it's wrong and yeah, basically all the GBs (Golden Bloods) are annoyed at me, those who were at the camping thing aren't but say I'm stupid, and those who have no idea are just curious. I mean, what was I supposed to do. I don't keep a diary, I don't like wasting paper.

On a more positive note, I made a new friend! Her name's Frances, and she's in my law class. She's very, I can only describe her as cute and crazy. She has this whole pixie look going on, short pixie crop hair, astonishingly indigo-blue eyes that look all sparkly and starry, annoyingly so perfect skin, though it's supper pale, like (I keep saying this but) star light, really smiley. Plus she's always in these cute leather pixie boots. So she's super nice, but a bit bonkers (when I kept complaining about our teacher [he scared me and drives me to sleep with his monotone voice] she asked me if I would like some cheese. To go with my whine. A) Awesome, B) weird, C) clever.). She's apparently a super keen reader and wants to go into marketing, and she keeps saying I should go on Tumbler, so I might, but the only problem is then she'll read it. And think I'm crazy. Which might not be a problem.

Keep on reading The Sarah B Blog to see if I get Tumbler. And then follow me there.


And yes, still no idea what the Hagat is.

Oh, and Algernon, since I know you're reading this, watch/follow me. Please. I know you're out there and to be honest, you might as well.