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ohmygodjamesmarstersandbuffy

:: 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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mieko

:: 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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mieko

:: 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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mieko

:: 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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mieko

:: 2006 14 April :: 6.05pm

-sighs daydreamylike-

Tristan.
:'D

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mieko

:: 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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mieko

:: 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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mieko

:: 2006 22 March :: 6.39pm

Tristan's going out with Danielle.
Cody's going out with Sarah.
Mike.. more or less ignored me today.
Chris and I exchanged only a few words, but he's pretty quiet towards me anyway.

Now I'm stressing out over the fact that my grade is only a 53% in Algebra 2A, and I have Student-lead conferences soon.
And I have to get progress reports.
But I SHOULD have like.. a D-something, because on the progress report, my latest test's (a successful 78%) weight was a goddamned zero.
And Yolina, who sits in front of me.. on her progress report, her overall numerator was LOWER than mine, yet she had a 63% or something.
I ranted to my mom for about 5-10 minutes about how screwed up Ms. Champion's grading program is (even though she's been absent for the past two weeks because of spinal arthritis, if that makes sense. I don't blame her, just the program) and about how Stephanie's grade is a 74%, but she should actually have a high D, or very low C.

Screw this.

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mieko

:: 2006 28 February :: 3.54pm

Popper died on the night of February 27, 2006.

I hope you enjoy ferret heaven.

;-;

My mom said we were going to buy another one this weekend..
>.>

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mieko

:: 2006 15 February :: 8.06pm

I feel overloaded.
I want more time.
But time doesn't wait for anyone.
Not even me.

I want to draw for people.
I want to be able to understand everything I do, and why I do it that way.
I want to be able to find cures for diseases.
But I also want to be able to learn and remember all that I'm taking in.

Somehow, I don't think I'll be able to juggle future wants, to present time interests.
You'd think it'd be easy to choose which to drop..
but it isn't.

Pretty lame.

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mieko

:: 2006 11 February :: 11.12pm

Goodbye Toast icon. It's been fun watching you being smeared with jelly and spilt on by ... let's hope, milk.

Hel-OOOH Yogurt icon! -snug-

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mieko

:: 2006 10 February :: 7.27pm
:: Mood: worried

Okay Brandon. I freaking MISS YOU. Where have you been? The last time I texted you, was about 4-5 weeks ago, and you practically lived online!
I'm sorry if I never really returned your emotions... but just when I was in full bloom of it, you moved on.
I need to know what happened.
But you never talk about it.
I hate that you say you love me, but you don't really act like it...
We're just "friends with benefits".
Well... we were. Before you disappeared.

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mieko

:: 2006 3 February :: 8.54pm

Wow so... amazingly, Woohu isn't letting me comment either. o_O

Sharu- Aww. I love you Sharu! You're the best! < 333

Kitsune- ROFL.
THAT'S SO FUNNY.
Go ride it. =o >:DD

Shiori- I've had a mood like that sometimes. It annoyed me. XD

Mimiru- Roflmao. Maybe he wants to lick your picturein the comfort of his own home? =o

Kikyou- YEAH, YOU GET OVER THAT POO STICK.
Whenever you see him.
Imagine he's this stick.
With poo. :D

Kanna- ROFL. I wanna try sooommmee~ < D

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mieko

:: 2006 3 February :: 8.07pm

So..
Tristan actually went, "Hey, it's the asian girl!" And semi-waved yesterday.

I was so surprised, I responded the way he does, kind of.
This sort of "Half-way Spirit Fingers while shrugging your shoulders".
That's how I describe it anyway.

And.. Mary ( a 17-year old girl from LJ) thinks he has the same feelings I do, but blah.
If he does, why did he ask that other girl out? =/

Anyway.
Algebra 2A quiz on Monday.
I'm so not ready.
All we've been doing in that class so far is reviewing Algebra 1!
And I'm drowning fast.
Shitshitshit.

Grow up Rebecca.
Forget Tristan.
Forget being kind and courteous.
Forget trying to network yourself.
Forget those feelings.

If I said that I hated emotions... and I wished I didn't have them, I'd be a shell of a human. Since emotions make up a lot of a person's psyche and thought patterns..

"It doesn't seem enough to just glance at you.
I want to be with you, always.
But..
Wishes and hopes don't seem to be stable enough for me.
Only you're there in my mind when I want you the most,
It's a shame these affections don't just wither away."