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2004 13 September :: 9.47pm
HELLO THERE!
Well I knew I'd be here to write this and if you consider yourself my friend and you didnt know I'd come back and type this then you obviously don't know my parents. So here it goes:
WE DIDNT GET THE HOUSE! Nope...again. As usual. The small fragments of hope that I did have are all gone. I knew this would happen. I haven't really thought about it too much but now that I am its making me really sad. My mom told me. She keeps saying "There'll be another one and were going to move soon." WHAT THE FUCK?! Theres supposed to have been another one for like 6 years. I'm not exagherrating. (sp). It always turns out this way. "Were going to get house" Me: "Yea sure." Them "No, really were going to get a house this time. I have a good feeling." Me: "You always have a good feeling" Them: "Will you just shut up, Marilyn?" Me: "Stop lieing to us.." Then they turn around and pretend like they didnt hear me. It always happens this way. I just want to live in a house and know the next time I move will be to move out on my own. Doesnt look like that'll happen. We move from rental to rental to rental. I've lived in 5 houses and 1 town house. I better get a good job and be able to buy a house for myself cause I can't handle the disappointment my whole life.
My life has been far from pleasent to say the least. My sister went into a phsco hospital when I was 3. She dislocated my moms thumb. She threw tantrums every night at dinner. We had the police at our house several times because neighbors complained about the fighting. I once went to Target with my mom and they wouldn't take her check because there wasnt enough money. So she got me my M&M's and we walked out completely embarrassed. That was when I was about 7. My sisters had to wear rasty clothes and get $5 shoes from K-Mart when they were little. All this because my parents lost a house because of an emergency surgery and Michelle's mental problems causing them to decrease the amount of work they could do. We also lived in a house that had termites all over the front door and holes in the shower. We had to beg them for a new shower. I know that people might not believe this but I swear it is all true. I'm not that starved for attention that I'd need to make this up. So anyway, my life has improved quite a bit but those memories still haunt me. Then I get sad thinking about it. My life has been better than a lot of people's but a lot worse than a lot of peoples too. To be completely honest I am somewhat jealous of the way Louise's life was when she was little. I know they had problems but every family does. I still want her grandma. Well I dont want to write about my life anymore.
THINGS ARE POOPY.....
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2004 8 September :: 9.28pm
:: Music: angry music
i'm writing 2 days in row..how odd
Today sucks. Its HIGHLY unlikely we'll get this house after all. I don't think my dad cares enough. Also the other house people dont have their act together. This really really sucks. I knew it would happen yet I'm upset. We'll never get a house...EVER! We'll always live in some rental never knowing when my mom will start looking for another rental and forever it will stay that way until I move out.
I know this really stupid but I'm going to write about it anyway. My favorite player on the Giants is not being played enough and his average is very high right now and its so unfair. The fucking manager says that him and the other first/third baseman are doing just fine with the playing time but I fucking think that they are not! GOD! ITS NOT FAIR! The other stupid dude is hitting .270ish and my favorite one is batting .326. Which player would you put in more? I HATE THAT STUPID MANAGER! POOP ON HIS UGLY OLD 68 YEAR OLD HEAD! Poor Snow (the last name of the good one) will probably leave the Giants next year and go hit .330 for some enemy team of the Giants. I hope he goes to the A's cause then I can still watch him play.
Today my dad drove me around downtown because we had to go drop some papers off at family court for one his cases. We drove by Bellarmine cause he wanted to show me. Thats the nicest thing hes done today.
I'm so disapointed right now I could cry. In fact I am crying right now. I'm not sure why.... but I am. Wow..I havent cried that much since I was going through my depression time after Aunt Marie and Mr. Vane died.
Maybe in some magical turn of events I'll write of happier things tomorrow or Friday. But I'm not so sure that will happen...
FUCK THE GIANTS! I HATE THEM
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2004 7 September :: 11.58pm
HELLO THERE YOUNG/ OLD PEOPLE!
School is getting better. Joanne (Louise's new friend) is not pissing me off as much as she was last week but that could change tomorrow. The climbing up 53 stairs several times a day is getting quite old. Also all the girls. One thing that I severely hate about other girls is screaming. Its so high pitched and its so loud. AH! GIVE ME SOME DUCT TAPE TO PUT ON THEIR MOUTHS! I am still forgetting a lot of things for different classes. I have got to stop doing that or else I'll be screwed. OOO GOOD SONG! "Touch me" by The Doors. I like it.
Come on come on come on now TOUCH ME BABE! blah blah blah...
My parents have been looking at houses. They are going to put an offer in for a house tomorrow unless something happens which it always does. I'm doubtful that I'll ever live in a house that is not a rental until I buy one myself. I think that being a pessimist saves me from disappointment. You can blame my mom for this because when I was little Louise and I always wanted to play at eachothers houses. Sometimes she'd say no and I would cry. Yes..I would actually have tears come out of my eyes. I know its pathetic but the last time I did that was when I was 7. In order to save myself from the crying I would say "Mom is probably just going to say no so don't get upset". When she did say no I still got upset but just not as bad. Now whenever my mom or dad say that are close to buying a house I know it really means that were close but not close enough. GOD! I JUST WANT TO LIVE IN A HOUSE THAT WHEN WE GET THERE WE CAN UNPACK EVERYTHING. Last time we moved I asked my mom why we left several large boxes unpacked in the garage and she replied "Because we aren't going to stay here for too long." We've lived here for just over 2 years and facing another move again. Before this last move we lived in a shitty ass house for 7 years. We had bad termite problems, holes in the kitchen floor, tiles coming out of the kitchen counter, old carpet that came up in several spots, and our windows rattled so loudly any time a door was open or closed. All of us had chronic colds and allergies. When we moved our sinus problems cleared up and we were instantly feeling better. Well..I think thats enough about moving. Everyone who even cares about me in the slightest bit please wish or pray or hope or whatever that we can get this house.
Lets see.. my sister came home this weekend. She ruined it. She constantly compares everyone to my dad or her or whoever else she can think of. She will say "Your like me, Marilyn because..." I HATE BEING COMPARED! IF THERE IS ANYTHING YOU CAN DO TO ME THAT WILL MAKE ME WANT TO BEAT YOU, IT IS TO COMPARE ME TO PEOPLE. Especially to people that I dont like or I dont care about.
My neighbor has strange sleeping habits. I think he is a police officer at night. Somedays hes home at night and sometimes hes gone all night. Sometimes he has his wife over with their dog and they work on their garden. I know they are married because he told my dad once. I don't understand why he doesnt live with his wife. Sometimes people who I assume are his parents go into the house when he isn't home and do stuff. I'm so confused by it. I shouldnt be so concerned with other peoples lives but I can't help it. Its so odd that it makes me curious.
This weather is killing me. People who talk to me are probably tired of me complaining but I'll do it again anyway. Our weather since Saturday has been upper 90's to low 100's. Its going to stay that way until Saturday. This severly sucks butt. I CANT WAIT TILL WINTER! OOOO IT WILL BE SOOO NICE! AND COLD! AND BEAUTIFUL!
ERIC RUINED MY WRITING MOMENT. SOME ASSHOLE SENT ME AN IM CHAIN THING. I'M DONE HERE! BYE BYE!
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2004 6 September :: 10.42am
i may not be updating this much, but when i do, it'll be friends only, because of some asshole who has nothing better to do but to piss people off......i have an lj now, if ya want it, ask meh
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2004 6 September :: 12.50am
:: Mood: chipper
:: Music: Poison - Something to Believe In
Whadya think?
The question of the night:
Should I dye my hair blonde?
So far the majority says yes. Sandra is willing to do it and add red highlights as well. It will be a pretty big jump, as my hair is currently a medium brown..I guess more on the dark side.
On another note: I made M&M cookies. And corn. It was a great combo. :-)
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2004 5 September :: 9.22am
FRIENDS ONLY from now on.
I don't need the idiocrity of immature middle school angst to come across my journal. But i have left one one entry which i thought was rather amusing. Other entries are form the way past which I don't think are of that much importance so comment at your own discretion.
Comment if you wihs to be added.
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2004 4 September :: 4.16pm
The outlook of my journal.
So my journal looks liek a fag did. Screw you. I am one.
Jordyn left. Now i'm bored. Don't you hate that? You're having so much fun when a friend is here then they leave... and it's like you're a loser or somethin.
i'm weird
-Robert
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2004 4 September :: 10.58am
:: Music: Christina Millian: Dip it Low
this song makes me wanna be a slut. XD
"Dip It Low"
Says he wants you
He says he needs you
It's real talk, then why not make him wait for you
If he really wants you
If he really needs you
Really got to have you
Take your time and feel him out
When he's a good boy
I mean a really really good boy
Why not let him lay with you
That's when you give it to him good
[Chorus:]
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out let your back roll
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out let your back roll
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
You getting bold
He growin' cold
It's just the symptoms of young love
Growin' old
You think it's time
And you're thinking of leaving
But give it time
It's late at night
He's coming home
Meet him at the door with nothin' on
Take him by the hand
Let him know what's on
If you understand me
Yall come on
All my ladies wind it up
If you know just how to move (mooove)
All my fellas jump behind
And show her what you want to do (show her what you got daddy)
All my ladies wind it up
If you know just how to move
All my fellas jump behind
And show her what you want to do (ouuuh..wouh ouh)
Dip it low
Pick it up slow (ohhh)
Roll it all around
Poke it out let your back roll
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo" (ima show you how to make him)
Dip it low (ouhhh)
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out let your back roll
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
We can move if you wanna
We can move if you wanna
We can mooove if you wanna
We can mooooooove...
Dip it low
Pick it up slow (slowww)
Roll it all around (ohhhh)
Poke it out let your back roll
Pop pop pop that thing (yeah)
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out let your back roll (come on come on come on)
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo" (ooooh)
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out let your back roll
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out let your back roll
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
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2004 3 September :: 10.22pm
:: Music: Erode - Dir en Grey
Jared Leto is doing a gay movie with Heath Ledger ^^
"What a beautiful day. The sun is shining, the birds are singing.... I want to go home."
-Wednesday Addams; The Addam's Familt Reunion
Well, I've been told I should update my journal again which is true, because I've been planning to write a lot in here. Come to think of it I should probably go one Quizilla and make a second quiz thingy as well. M-chan would be happy if I did that.
Let's see now.. school's been going very well. Got my first English Honors quiz back with a 95% which is an A, so I'm very happy ^^. I've met a bunch of people there. Maybe later I'll list them and tell you a bit about them (oh fun).
First I think I'm going to talk about something my sister and I talked about about a week or two ago. I can't remember how we got on the subject, but I found it somewhat interesting, so I'm going to put my opinion on it here.
The Catholic church I think, though others may think otherwise, is a very confusing religion. They teach you that God created the universe, that God knows everything that's going to happen before-hand, and that no one is perfect besides God.
First thing I disagree with? I don't think God's perfect. Why? Because the Catholic church also teaches that God gets sad when we do wrong, that he has decisions to make. In my opinion, if God was perfect, why would he have to make choices? Why would he get sad when someone does something he doesn't like? He felt pain when he had to make that desicion to wipe out the planet in a flood (and yes, I know that's only a story), and he felt anguish when His son died on the cross. He had to make a choice, and He had to make a decision. He was sad about that decision and didn't want to do it, but He knew he had to. If you were perfect would you have regrets? What is "perfect" anyway.
The Catholic church also says that we were created in God's image. If nobody's perfect, and everybody was created in the likeness of Him, would he be perfect?
Secondly, free choice. I've been taught over the years that God gives us free choice, but then at the same time He also knows everything we're going to do. If He knows, tell me, how is that free choice? It may create the illusion we have a choice what to do, but in reality, we don't. So then if even God does not entirely grant us that, does that mean this believe of "free-choice" never even existed? Are our lives played out one by one, and what we think are surprises really aren't all that surprising?
Now on another thing having to do with belief, but not Catholicism. In some religions they believe that you are reincarnated repetitively. What you did in your past life has to do with what you become next. Many people believe that it is unlucky to become and animal of some sort and that it's much better to become a human. But I really don't find humans all that great. People assume that all animals are dumber than us, and I imagine they are in a lot of ways. But they have something that we lose when we're very young. As we grow up we lose our child-like innocence, but I noticed that animals really have no guilt. If they kill, it's usually for food. Dogs especially. A lot of people think it's dumb to follow someone around no matter what, because you want someone to love you. But what's wrong with wanting to feel loved?
We're arrogant to think we're better than anything else that lives on this earth. If we can't understand anything about these other things, like what they think, how can we say something like that? I mean you can't just assume.
No, I'm not saying animals are the smartest things in the world, but I do think that some things are of a higher rank than humans in many ways, say I!
Akapookie!
I think too much.
I need to go pack real quick. We're going to Capitola tomorrow.
Okeedokie. Now shall I tell you about people at ND? Naw I think I'll save that for later.
Stab the dolls of hate.
Wash yourself with their blood.
Drive into the raging current of time.
Swing your murderous weapon into the belly. "The earth."
Shout and start creating confusion,
shed your blood for pleasure. And what?
For love? What am I supposed to do?
-"Art of Life" by X Japan
Yush I was looking up the lyrics to that and I liked a few excerpts. Decided to put that one in here ^.^.
Bai now!
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2004 3 September :: 7.44am
i love surveys. XD
Seems that I smell "beautiful?" Must be the cologne.... or the hair gel. As for the kiss.... maybe I am a wee bit mysterious at times? dind't think the way I kissed had anything to do with it. :-/
Is that a record?!? Can someone really last that long in bed? Jeez, I'm kinky.
-Robert
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2004 1 September :: 10.08pm
:: Mood: *sniffle*
:: Music: Sugarcult - Hate Every Beautiful Day
I hate sick.
The government today announced that it is changing its emblem
from an Eagle to a condom because it more accurately reflects the government's political stance.
A condom allows for inflation, halts production,destroys the
next generation, protects a bunch of pricks, and gives you
a sense of security while you're actually being screwed.
That made me laugh a lot.
I feel pretty shitty still. 5 days into the school year and I have already stayed home. It made me feel about 25% better, though. I HATE Geometry. I don't understand it so it sucks. I am pretty awesome at Algebra, but Geometry....I can see myself getting like a C. At least I can fail that but still go into Alg. 2 trig honors next year. My teachers pity people lioke me that can only stay in one branch of math.
I don't want to write my English paper. Topic: how justice is defeated by prejudice in To Kill a Mockingbird. Brady suggested using conscience as the basis, so it will be pretty simple. I just don't want to do it. Or my Geometry paper. Or the test on the book tomorrow. I want to do speech and drama and choir (once I can breathe again). That's it. Oh, and sleeping is good, too. ..I think I shall go do that.
Haahahaaaaaaaa..I was looking through past entries. I came across this response to Nick going all poetic on me:
How's this for poetic!??!?!
Cookies
Life is a cookie.
Warm, gooey;
Only, however, when fresh from the oven.
Crumbly when old.
Burn them and they also crumble.
Chocolate chips become obstacles in the oven that is life.
Haahaaaa. That totally rules you, Nick. You'd never believe it, but it only took me 30 seconds to think of, too :-D
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2004 29 August :: 12.02pm
:: Mood: comme ci comme ca
:: Music: Walking on clouds- Tiesto
hello again journal, how are you?
well its sunday....and i have NOTHING to do at all....i may go to target today, or somethin...
ok yesterday i asked my mommy to take meh to a pet store to buy a rat....but she wont let me! >.< rats are awesome pets....but nooo she thinks they're dirty....but they're clean, and ya can train em like doggies ^_^;;;;; but nuuuu mommeh wont let meh get one....
i went to old navy yesterday and got an awesome carrier bag ^.^ it holds all meh guard stuffage plus just about everything else i've wanted to drag everywhere and its totally awesome!...and its not a purse! for those who say it is -.-;;;;
i was with frans like alllll week last week, it was awesome ^______^ i loveth him soo much, i didnt want him to leave on thursday, i was holdin back tears >.<
todays his b-day ^_^ hehe....happy b-day ^___^ if your readin this, hehe
school's been...interesting lately...ok, first, i'll start off with the guard-ness details....ok i go and tell my guard captain about me and my bf...and after school she goes and says rather loudly "sooo joe hows your bf?" and like the whole guard heard it and thats when i learned its impossible to keep anythign from guard members, lol.....which now i dont care who knows....but hey, its all good....
than on friday, i go to school, and i accidently forgot my math homework.....so i get into class and i say i dont have my homework...and she gave me a detention!!!!!!!! that meanie! >.<
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2004 28 August :: 5.00pm
:: Mood: mellow
:: Music: Debussy
A big juicy long one
[Edit: fixed the music website]
Well... my subject sounds like a pornographic statement, but I'm referring to the length of this post. It's been roughly three weeks since an update (at least on LiveJournal), so logically this post should be long and full of detail.
Music link (well, the address, as I'm too lazy to encode a link): for those of you that I've raved so much about Debussy as of late (I guess that would be Michelle... and anyone who wants to check it out, I suppose).
http://www.kunstderfuge.com/debussy.htm
I reccomend everything, though there's at least two hours of music on the sight. I also reccomend you only listen to the live quality versions because it's the best I've ever heard from a MIDI file.
I just picked a scab on my head...
Today has been a sit-in of sorts, so I figured it was time for me to update, what with all the exciting (?) things going on in my life.... Damn, I have to actually remember these things...
Our AYSO team lost the championship... annoying because I tend to take a lot of blame as sweeper. I'm like a goalie that way, I think every team mistake is my fault... mainly because I'm the only one who communicates much on the field, so a miscommunication is my fault.
God, these Debussy etudes are beautiful.
The Once and Future King wasn't such a bad book... some interesting things in it... subtleties really. I decided to watch Camelot for my book to movie comparison... very different. Camelot, being a musical, is horribly upbeat for such a tragic story. And all the characters are naiive caricatures. Generally an annoyance after such a great book, though some of the musical pieces aren't too bad.
I decided to wait until the last two days of break to write the essay, though, and it turned out horribly. I have only one quote from the book, a three word quote from the movie... It follows no format at all (actually, I'm proud of myself for breaking the rules... I just wish I could have had more time to make a GOOD rule breaking essay). The chapter that I wrote for the book was well-done, though. I had great exposition, and showed I understood the plot layout and character actions of the book... I just changed my writing style throughout it. I started out writing what I intended to be suitable for children, and at the end I had wolves fighting each other, blood spewing from their jugulars, and snapping bones... I think I messed up a bit.
Luckily, after talking with many other people in class, I figure that if Mrs. Stubbs were to grade on a curve, I could have an A to start out with... not that she will.
Soccer tryouts: We only had 26 boys try out this year, and one is already out because he has tendinitis in his knees (Anthony Johnson... I figure one of you knows him). I was pretty average in terms of competition... for a while at least. Around Wednesday, my knees (yes knees, not knee... explanation coming) started giving me trouble. I wore the brace for my left knee, and things were fine for it. However, my right knee was extremely tense, and even icing it every day wasn't helping. Because of my injury (or at least I'm telling myself this), I'm on JV again this year. Annoying: 1. Adam Frugé is our coach again... I had a horrible time with him last year. He did not recognize me as a competent player at all. 2. Many freshmen made varsity who... well, they don't have much skill at all. One of them is on varsity simply because we need goalies... not that he's any good.
So, teams were announced Friday morning (oh, we do two-a-days... lots of running), and Friday night I went to practice thinking, "Fine, I don't have to work as hard because I made JV." Well, we were doing 1v1's and the kid I was going against got past me. So, I turned to catch up, stepped off on my right foot, and my knee gave out. Just bloody wonderful.
I went to Monarc the next day to get it checked out. The guy who did my analysis said that I've probably got a bruised or torn miniscus. So, I'm supposed to rest it for a week, then come back in for a follow up the next Saturday (that would be today... another explanation) to see whether I can start playing again or if I should get an MRI. I also got a prescription for 800mg ibuprofen. I thought it would make me loopy, as 200mg Motrin gets to me... but sadly, it doesn't.
Band: The band had two early practices last week because of the football game on the second day of school. The practices were voluntary, and the game ended up being voluntary because of the poor attendance at the practices.
Soccer: We had our car wash last Saturday. I stood out in the street holding a sign. It was good that my hands were full because it prevented me from making obscene gestures at the people who were making them at me. (This was also after my weak knee incident... I stood for four hours in the heat on 10th on weak legs... Some things just couldn't be better.)
I spent all of this week as equipment manager for the team. Instead of running around and hurting my knee, I instead carry around fairly heavy equipment bags to strain myself instead. I'm not sure which would be better. There's a freshman on the team who I think might be gay... or horribly deprived of attention and male role models. He's quiet, but he follows guys around. He's a bit strange... but he's got a nice body :P No, I don't think I could date a freshman. It's amazing what a school can do to you, but I really cannot socialize well with freshmen. They generally piss me off. Well, except for Vinnie. He's a crazy kid.
Big news: The JV team tied varsity this year. That's something that's never happened in the past. JV hasn't even scored on varsity before. And I had NOTHING to do with it. I'm sitting sideline right now. On Wednesday I went in to Dr. Houlihan (my family doc). He did a really crappy assesment of my knee, then took some X-rays. He thinks that I've only pulled a ligament, not anything with my miniscus. So, he arranged for me to get a brace for my right knee. This annoys me, because MONARC was much more thorough, and told me that a knee brace can actually do further damage to a miniscus injury (I trust them much more... they've been more successful with treating my other knee). Unfortunately, MONARC is not covered by our insurance, so I have to go with Dr. Houlihan because my parents will not pay the money for a better treatment. I have a feeling I could run into some serious trouble in a few months with this.
Wow, I've finally made it to the first day of school. And it only took me an hour to remember/type down the preceeding. I hope the link hasn't gone inactive because I'm not willing to retype all this.
English: nothing special... I've already mentioned Once and Future King... that's about it from that class. Band: I MADE IT TO SYMPHONIC BAND!!!! Sometimes one can be a real winner. We've only been playing pep band music right now, but we've got a full schedule this year.
Ah... I just loaded Claire de Lune on the computer... one of the most beautiful piano pieces EVER.
Science: I've got my mom this year. We've agreed to not acknowledge our relationship. Health/P.E.: There's a guy in my class that transferred from Belt. He's pretty good looking, and he looks as though he even fits my social group choice. I feel bad that I didn't really talk to him much because 1. I'm horribly lustful 2. He looked rather lonely. Ah, well, there's a year ahead of us. Spanish: I've got Mr. McNulty. I'm not sure if I'm happy or pissed off. He's a really funny guy, but I don't think he realizes that his humor can cause a lot of damage (for example: he's got a quote from Mein Kampf that is humorous, but does not support the foreign language at all). And his pronunciation is horrible. But he drills verbs, something that few Spanish teachers will do. Computer lit.: This class should be my easiest, though I hate working with Microsoft anything. I've grown up on Apple, and I find it so much easier to work with. Geometry: I have Geometry for the last class of the day... I'll probably fail the class because I won't be awake for it. Our teacher Mr. Olson is one of the taller folks in the school, and his classroom has a platform that he teaches from. He and the platform are at least seven and a half feet tall. It's hard to look at. I'll likely not make eye contact at all this year, for fear of eyestrain.
And that's been the past three weeks as best I remember them... not very well, I'm sure.
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2004 28 August :: 12.54pm
:: Mood: blah
:: Music: Head Like A Hole//AFI
Yay
No New Jersey till Tuesday or Monday. Hah. o.o Bye.
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2004 28 August :: 1.25am
:: Mood: bitchy
:: Music: Alice
I think I need sleep
I am downloading Disney music and it rocks. I love Disney.
I have my speech and debate paperwork! YYYAAAAYYYY!!! Once I pay my activity fee, I can begin practice! I don't think I am going to do ld this year. Maybe later. Speech is so much better, though I love to debate. I don't want to put forth the work of writing my own case, though. >_<
I love Quinn. She is so cute and CLEAN :-D. Clean and oranized is a good factor about a head coach. My duo pieces are coming very soon!
CHARLIE AND BRYCE are in my gym class >_< but...Roxanne has Bailey and Jordyn in her math class, so I don't feel so bad.
I have most classes with Tim and Rochelle. Wooo!
And,....my life is boring and school made me tired. I also need to buy a bra tomorrow.
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