Dear Diary,

Jessica Voight is a bitch.

You already know this, this is far from my first entry about her. She's made me and Judith's life a living hell, to the point where Judith has an eating disorder for God's sake. So, yes, confession. I'm the one who put the Frog Juice in her protein shake during lunch...did I think it would send her to the hospital?

Not really.

Do I feel bad about putting her in the hospital?

Again, not really.

I was simply told that the Frog Juice would turn her into a frog. I figured she'd disappear into a green cloud and return as a freaking frog. I had no idea that every bone in her body would shrivel and shrink, that both her eyes would explode out of her sockets, and that all of her beautiful blonde hair would fall out in clumps. How was I supposed to know that webs would form between her fingers and toes? That she'd try to tear her fingers apart only to bleed out in the cafeteria?

I didn't feel bad when the paramedics arrived and she was lying in a pool of her blood, in this weird half-human, half-frog state. She knew I was in love with Corey Stevens and she still asked him to Prom.

So yeah, she deserved it. I hope she stays a half-human/half-frog-like creature. Good luck winning Prom Queen now bitch.