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2006 10 June :: 7.52pm
I got my WASL results back.
Reading- 437 out of 525
Math- 385 out of 575
Writing- 21 out of 24
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15 away from passing Math.
FIFTEEN.
GODDAMNIT
This means I'll have retake the stupid section in August.
GOD
DAMN
IT
i guess this means i have an excuse for failing algebra
hahahahaahahha
l;sldksa,dnf
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2006 20 May :: 10.44pm
I thought this was funny.
NO CUTS. :'D
Friends:
FRIENDS: Never ask for food.
REAL FRIENDS: are the reason you have no food.
FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr/Mrs
REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM
FRIENDS: bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.
REAL FRIENDS: Would sit next to you sayin "Damn ... we fucked up ... but that shit was fun!"
FRIENDS:never seen you cry.
REAL FRIENDS: cry with you
FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.
REAL FRIENDS: keep your shit so long they forget its yours.
FRIENDS: know a few things about you.
REAL FRIENDS: Could write a book about you with direct quotes from you.
FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you.
FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door.
REAL FRIENDS:Walk right in and say "I'M HOME!"
FRIENDS: Are for awhile.
REAL FRIENDS: Are for life.
FRIENDS: Will take your drink away when they think you've had enough.
REAL FRIENDS:Will look at you stumbling all over the place and say "Bitch drink the rest of that you know we don't waste."
FRIENDS: will talk shit to the person who talks shit about you.
REAL FRIENDS: Will knock them the fuck out
FRIENDS: help you up when you fall down
REAL FRIENDS: laugh at you and push you back down
FRIENDS: Comment you every once in a while.
REAL FRIENDS: Comment you every other day, even if it's short messages like 'luv you. < 3'
FRIENDS: Would ignore this
REAL FRIENDS: Will repost it
Sooooo..
I hung out with my little brother and his girl friend today. He didn't get any presents (as it is his birthday) so parents are taking him shopping tomorrow.
It was getting really cold at Gabby's driveway (we were playing PIG basketball) and we decided to leave, me being the one who made the decision.
As we were leaving, Gabby shouted, "Wait, we didn't even finish the game! Come back, I'll give you 25 dollars!"
I looked back at her. "What? Whyyy, that's dumb. We'll pick you up tomorrow."
I felt so bad. She seemed really lonely. =[
I have to finish my biology essay and algebra homework tomorrow though.. >_>;
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2006 7 May :: 10.05am
'kaaay.
last night's episode of naruto made me cry.
boo-hoo.
ya.
D:
it was just very warming.
yes. :]
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2006 6 May :: 8.34am
Ohhh myyyy Goooddd.
That is exactly what I said when I got my Chapter 4 test back in Algebra.
Know why?
Because I TOTALLY got a 93% on it!!
I'm so excited, haha. I told my mom, and she congratulated me. I don't know what I'll do to celebrate. I only have about 14 problems of algebra for homework so.. hm.
It was only about matrix stuff though (that took effing forevaaaar) and it was really easy.
But like.. only about 6 people passed it, from what I could tell with shouting of joy.
Stephanie got a 61%. I felt kinda bad. She usually gets the stuff. o.o
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2006 4 May :: 9.15pm
NHJLDI(O^F&TGUJ
SCREW IOF&IUFJ
FUCKING OIPFFUY
PEOPLE
JESUS CHRIST
HIO(D^&*UHN
...
>.>
I dunno.
School shit.
Too much.
And.. blah.
I'm anxious.
One of my old "slutty" (but really, she's just VERY flirtatious with all the guys) friends hangs out with Tristan.
And I'mlyk, ohnooooe, he'll fall for her.
even though he was a pretty girlfriend, whom i hayt.
ya.
too lazy.
no science notes.
no english notes for the test.
shit man.
i'm screwed, hahahaha.
EDIT:
My typing went to Hell.
I like it looking like that.
Seems like I've changed just by typing differently.
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2006 23 April :: 7.06pm
I'm so emotional, I cry over a person I only know over the internet!
Go me!
x)
Edit-
I shouldn't have gotten myself into this stupid mess.
Now just make that person an eighth grade boy and I'm all set to become the greatest most emotional pedophile the world has ever seen! =]
Last messages sent to Wyatt:
sedative03: I really am trying to make the situation better.
But I can't if you keep shrugging me off.
imthenewtihs: ...
sedative03: . . . what?
imthenewtihs: Nothing.
sedative03: Okay. Do you care about me? At all?
imthenewtihs: I don't know.
imthenewtihs: I do, but.....
sedative03: ...but...?
imthenewtihs: But, I just don't know.
sedative03: I see.
Okay well.. I'll be here.
You can message me when you're done contemplating obout where I'm fit to stand in your life, if at all.
imthenewtihs: ...
sedative03: ... I just realized my typo. >_>
*about
I totally ruined the moment(s).. with my stupid typo.
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2006 16 April :: 8.37am
Guh.
I had a bad dream. >.>
Whenever I have bad dreams or emotionally taxing dreams, I get bags. o_O; It's a good thing I don't have them often...
[dream]
I was in a big clothes washing/dryer place, and students were in line for this one machine at the very end of the room.
Well I was in the middle with Nasya, and Tristan and his friend was behind us.
And I could feel him looking at me and saying out loud intentionally, "Yeah, she told me she loved me."
He sounded really proud and ... not cocky, but it was close.
I clung to Nasya's arm, and she looked at me sympathetically.
I just kept my gaze forward, but I continued to listen to his conversation (which I can't remember).
Then we came across this freebie box of stretchy toys. These were the kind you could find in a quarter machine. There were three or four strawberry boxes that held them.
So we just took the ones we liked as we moved on.
But Nasya and I took a while looking for the ones we liked, and suddenly everyone behind us disappeared, and there were only a few people upfront close to that machine.
When the people in front left, so did Nasya (they disappeared abruptly) and I was by myself. These pink plastic ball came out of the end dryer of that wall, and I went to get it, expecting something OTHER than tiny white weed flowers.
Some blonde girl who was older (but seemed to be really nice and knew what she was doing) told me to put it on top of the dryer, and that it could be left alone.
Then when I turn, I have to go sit down in a classroom I've been in once before, and couldn't find any seat I liked but by some football player who looked like he'd be a jackass.
Nasya's in there somewhere, but she's sitting somewhere else, and I didn't turn to look. I knew where she was anyway.
Jessica (a bus-ride buddy-type person) came in, but sat at the very desk farthest away in the cluster of desks and me as she could.
Just as the teacher (a bald man who was really curt and snapped at me to take my seat) rose to the projection machine about to start class..
I woke up.
[/dream]
I want to know what that means. Because I sure haven't been going to class because of spring break, so it couldn't have been a recap.
And I've only gone to the dryer/washer places once in my life, and that was in Texas, when I was about 2-3 years old. o_o
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2006 14 April :: 6.05pm
-sighs daydreamylike-
Tristan.
:'D
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2006 13 April :: 9.46am
I saw my test before Spring Break started, and the damned algebra test had a 68% on it.
I was sooo close this time! D<
Oh and..
Yesterday, I moved a ton of rocks from this little dirt hedge thing, to another pile across the yard from it..
Then my dad came home and yelled at me because I wasn't supposed to move those rocks.
I was supposed to move the rocks from between that hedge and the stupid fence.
But I heard my mom tell him that she was watching my little brother and I move rocks while she was washing the dishes and stuff.
So then if she did, why didn't she tell us BEFORE we moved most of them that we were doing it wrong?
Anyway, I have to put those rocks back in their original place, and then get the "right" rocks into the pile today.
Jesus.
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2006 24 March :: 4.46pm
WOO!
My algebra grade raised to 64%!
Now I just have to stay after school for about three days in a row to retake my two tests before Friday, and if I pass them, I should be able to get my grade to a C minus.
Then I have to write a 5 paragraph body for my 1,000 word research paper in English, finish reading Act I for The Merchant of Venice, and finish Monday's algebra homework.
Hm... I think I'll start tomorrow.
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