Such a good weekend!
As the weekend draws to a close I must say that it has been soooo cool. Ive spent teh past 3 days with Tucker(Im on his computer now) painting my room deep red. yesterday, I even got Jesse to help paint. ^^ It was really fun. The room is so pretty...Dark Red walls, and black and white trim. Mrr..Im so happy now...Maybe life is finally looking up?

Primer grey
Im finally doing it...
Im putting a fresh coat of paint on my life. Today, is a memorable day. Tucker and I began painting my room together. Putting paint on walls that havent been touched in 30 years is a very liberating feeling. Im covering up all the dirt and drawings and stuff of my past...starting fresh...kinda like in life...
I havent felt this free and happy in a long time. Tuck and I were alone together here for almost three hours today. Alot of it was spent moving stuff out of the room, but there was also us time in all that. We got to talk...and I showed him some of the old things in the big cedar chests that were mine when I was little. I actually started crying when I picked up my tutu from ballet when I was 3.
I feel like Im finally leaving the bad parts of my past behind. Ive found my happiness in him. He treats me better than anyone else in this world ever has...and I love him for it...

Tucker, if you read this, and I know you will, I love you more than anything else in this world, and I can only hope that you will stay with me forever...

Another day...
I wonder how this day will turn out. I get to see my baby after 3rd! Im so happy about that! Hopefully Ill be able to get through first though. ~_~ Damn Lizards!
*smirk*
Its okay, mommy called the school. They're screwed if they fuck up again!

as the days pass...
~_~ What an interesting day. For those of you wondering what happened that spurred earlier entries, Ill tell you.

My gov't class this year is very odd. We're supposed to be part of this big community action project and whatnot. Unfortunately, this class is a bunch of slackers and idiots who want nothing to do with this class. Its also taught by a guy from South Africa who you can barely understand and who can barely understand you, and writes on a WHITE board with BRIGHT RED marker. Now, for those of you who've seen dry erase boards, red on white, doesnt work very well when the room is well lit and the marker is running dry. Also, you cant read his handwriting, which makes it all the more...annoying.
Anyways, today we watched some movie about votin rights and if I had to count how many times I heard something about 9-11 on that movie, I couldnt do it on my hands and feet. Afterward, he asked us about September 11 and I spoke up and said that I personally was sick of hearing about it so much. So what, Alot of people died, I know, it was awful, I watched it. But how do you think the families of the ones who died feel when everyone keeps bringing it up in EVERY LITTLE BIT OF NEWS. Its sickening. Its become really out of hand. Well, after I said this just about the entire class jumped down my throat. Lizard was like "Meredith, dont you get that it could happen again?" SO FUCKING WHAT?! WHAT'S BRINGING IT UP OVER AND OVER GONNA DO ABOUT IT HUH?!
Its not like we have any control over it!!! Jesus.
Well, then everyone started arguing about it and I shut up. Angie however, didnt. She and Tim agreed with me and argued back when Courtney turned around and started yelling at her, then Juila was all "well you guys wouldnt know anything cause you are so immature!" this coming from the chic who had an affair with the drama teacher last year. Heh.
Well, during and after all that Mr. MT was completely helpless and didnt do a thing. All he did was spurr the arguement more. After a minute it calmed slightly and he was trying to get back to the class thing and finally was like "you know, I think we are not going to be able to do this project thing" and INSTANTLY the whole class started yelling about Angie, Tim, Ashley and I and blaming us. The whole time MT was trying to calm everyone down and finally the bitch lady thats in tehre all the time, that I still dont know what she does started yelling about "I dont want to hear from you guys who arent paying attention about not knowing whats going on.." and this and that and the other..just pushing us more. By this time Angie was fuming, and I was shaking. The bitch sat back down and Mr. MT attempted to go back to what he was doing and was all like "well you need to do this and this, and those of you who are going to actually do this come up here.." and so Lizard and the bitch went up there and the whole class period lizard had been talking and making snide remarks just loud enough for everyone to hear and now she goes up and is whispering and shit to mr MT while the bitch lady is there...and you know they're talking about my corner...thats about the time that I snapped....

Got up, didnt say a word, and stormed out the door, they asked me where I was goign, I said Id be back...they made stupid remarks I flipped em off..and by the time I was in the front office I was hysterical. Asked to see mrs Keller and sat and waited. Then! Yes, it gets better, Lizard came in to the front office and in the snottiest attitude ever looked at Mrs Buzzell and was like "Mrs Buzell, Mr MT needs an administrator. We have few students who.." about that time my ears started ringing so loud I couldnt hear anything else....
Essentially, I ended up clawing my hands really bad, almost broke my wrist from clenching my fists so tightly, and I had been crying for a long time. Yeah...mrs keller came in, I told her what happened. She asked me if I wanted to get my stuff, I said I wanted to wait. I got up...and there was angie tim and ashley with my stuff ready to tell Mrs keller what had happened...it was great.

Now mom's called the school and is going to talk to mrs keller and come sit in on my class..cause she doesnt think I should have got a referral....did I mention that?

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I got written up...me...perfect student...got written up. I WALKED OUT OF THE GOD DAMNED CLASS SO I WOULDNT GET EXPELLED FOR KILLING THAT BITCH LIZ!
this is one of those instances where mom should probably be called...