Well.. hello.  Arg, quiz in practically every class.  Oh well… K.. the positive things of today… well, orchestra was fun.  Just sectionals.  Hehehe, the french horns were hilarious.  They were all doing this buzzing bee thing.  Then the Jaws theme… hehe.  And of course Wadkins was acting nutty.  K now 2nd period.. positive…. well, if Rachael and I are one of the top 7 people to get most of the answers right on the paper we did in class, we get a candy bar on Monday.  Aaaand… 3rd period, I just talked to Vanessa, Avi, and Justin.  You know… there really aren’t very many people in that class who don’t drink…  4th period, I found out I did pretty well on the test.  BUT I’m very mad at myself.  I changed my mind on 5 questions when I had the answer right the first time.  -_-  Grrr… 5!!!  lol, that’s terrible!!!  Anyway… French, we watched this HORRIBLE home video of Africa.  -_-  What teacher would buy that to show to her students????  It was just sooooo unbelievably boring.  And the person videotaping it… eek!  At least fix the sound so we can actually hear what they’re saying…  anyway, Jacky bought me lunch (ran out of money).  And… mostly just talked to Andrea and Paul.  I really… really don’t like that girl Josh brought to our table…  In marine biology, Greg told me that he can’t go to morp after I asked him about it.  He didn’t even plan to tell me I guess.  Right.  So that kinda sucked…  I was disappointed at first, but… then Kai told me that Greg might be able to get out of the tennis match he has that day and be able to go to morp.  I guess he didn’t have the balls to tell me he didn’t want to go with me… yeah… well, I figured oh well.  I was thinking of asking Logy, then… but… still, I think that’d be awkward.  So… I was a bit bummed thinking that I wasn’t going to morp afterall.  I’ve never had a date to a dance… well… in middle school I did, but… not in high school.  I mean you know, I’d sure like to.  Anyhoop, band was okay.  Wadkins started singing “Monday, Monday…” when Logy asked if he could have a sectional.  lol, it scared him.  Then of course the bus ride was fun.  As always.    Andy and I had our slapping contest.  Cale is still sitting up front because of me… heh.. oops…  And my GOSH Steven brought the year books from middle school and showed them to Zeb!  lol, pictures of me with short hair and blue lipstick!!!  0_0  AAHH!!  Haha, it was so embarrassing!!!  Anyway, Steven and I gots to talking and we started talking about morp.  We were wondering what the theme will be… and then I told him about Greg and how I don’t know if I’m going anymore.  Well, he asked me to go with him.  Yay!    Now I gots a date.  That’ll be so much fun… Steven’s a blast.  Greg probably would’ve thought I have germs or something and wouldn’t have danced…  lol, oh don’t get me wrong.  He’s still my buddy just… he… is an odd little boy.  So I guess today was a better day.  Got home.. went to Stein Mart and bought a pair of shoes.  (vedi cute)    Aaaand… I guess I’m going to call Butthead now… yeah….  well, hopefully I remember to read for history tonight.  (have to read 10 pages a day from Out of Many to start studying for the AP test)  Bye bye.

“Drinking is bad for you.  Don’t do it.”  …. thanks… Justin…..

I am in such a bad mood.  No more “boo hoo” moping around, that’s for damn sure.  Goddamnit.  People are such jackasses.  EVERYONE is so incredibly selfish.  If you give too much of yourself, boy, you’re just going to get hurt.  And WHY is it that so many fucking people drink???? WHY???  OOOH I’m in such a bad mood right now I could scream.  I would if it weren’t 11:30pm at night without ANY of my fucking hw done.  Nathan is so rude to me.  I swear.  NOBODY is that rude to me.  And nobody deserves that!!!  OH whatever, make your judgments.  See if I give a shit.  Everytime I try to meet someone new, oh guess what??  THEY DRINK!  Or they’re so unbelievably ignorant that you want to kill them.  -_-  *breeeeeeeeeathe*  I’m okay.  I swear, the more I try to do things the right way, the worse off things get.  ….. is it normal to hate it when people are trying to compliment you when you’re upset?  I do!!!  I’m just the worst human being on earth, right?!??!?!  I’m sure SOMEONE would agree to that!!!    Yay!!!  I hurt people!!  Well guess what??  I can be hurt too!!!    ….ARG!  WHY must Logy pester me about what is wrong… WHY??  For God’s sakes, doesn’t anyone understand when someone doesn’t want to talk about something???  …. I’m okay.  I could easily kill anyone who would dare step in front of me right now.. other than that, peachy keen.  Oh and I’m staying online to talk to someone who’ll end up hurting me again if I allow it.  Awesome.  I hate people…

“What’s wrong?”  – many many people….. LEAVE ME ALONE!  hehehehhehehehheehe!!!  You are only talking to me for your own selfish entertainment because you don’t want to get your lazy ass off of the goddamned computer chair. 

Hey…… sigh.  I was having a good day.  I just got home… started thinking about things… sigh.  Not a good day anymore.  My day doesn’t even matter enough to me now to write about it.  Maybe it’s just because I’m emotional from pms… I just get so sensitive.  I don’t know.  I think about things that I normally block out of my mind, and end up busting out crying for an hour.  … sigh.  All I want to do is listen to sad songs and mope.    Phil Collins songs are good…..  AAHH I’m going to go… bleh.  I have to take a nap or something.  lol, I’m so depressed it’s almost movie-worthy.  Sigh.  Why should I even try…  Okay I’m done with this. 

“People are simply unappreciative, and I’m sick of it.”  -Jacky

Yeah… you said it, girl. Yep……  Life sucks.

Eeek!  It has been a while…  well, hello!!    I am very cold.  *shivers*  SO what is new with meeeeee… well, new seating chart in math class.  At first I didn’t want to leave my buddies (*sniff*  I miss you, Vanessa!!!  lol)  BUT now I eh..  ahem don’t mind it.  You see, there is this guy… not my usual type.  (brown hair/eyes)  This one has bright blue eyes and get this is… (I hate colored hair)  bleached blonde hair!!!!    lol, his hair could be purple for all I care.  He’s… vedi cute.  Anyhoo, I’ll let you know if that progresses any.  As for MORP… eeh I guess I’ll go.  lol, not going to ask Logy, though.  That’s probably for the best anyway.  And I doubt if he’d go.  So, Greg and I were talking about it, so I just asked him.  (friend of mine I’ve known since 3rd grade)  So… that should be fun.  He has to ask if he can go, though.  I swear.. that boy is so sheltered…  lol, I’m going to kill Butthead….  arg!!!  lol, he’s such a butthead.  Drives me crazy.    In a good way, though.  Hehe, we have so much fun talking.  We make fun of each other!!!  Yay!!  lol, among other things….  ahem.    SO anyway!!  I don’t have much to talk about.  Frankly, I am worried about this french script thingy I have to memorize (boo, Jacky, BOOO!  -_-)  lol, I have more lines than her.  Ummmm… and I have to read for academic superbowl before the meeting Thursday.  Which is eh… kind of a lot… heh…  so yeah.  Fun stuff.  I had an odd dream last night.  It was kind of like the movie, “Texas Chainsaw Massacre”… I was with two guys and a girl.. the girl was pregnant with one of the guys’ baby.  We were in this little town… planning to rent an old.. like.. apartment?  It was only one story high… anyway, it was odd.  We had two trucks.. I remember riding in the yellow one following the white one… my bf was driving.  He was cute!  lol, no idea who he was supposed to be..  The white truck had this giant magnet on the back of it….  anyway, um.. gosh I can never remember my dreams very well.  Well, the place we were going to live in was.. just.. pitiful.  Lots of blue colors I remember… kinda.. torn up.  Yeah…  at some point, I was the only one left out of everyone.  They kept getting killed off, disappeared, something like that.  And I was sneaking around in this neighborhood to find a black truck in this private residence area.. and… oooh it’s coming back to me.. I had to sneak into the house… and the murderer guy was there.  I was looking for my bf…I remember he was an architecte. (I think I spelled that incorrectly… sorry!  I always get confused with french and english…) Eeek!  It’s so fuzzy.  It was very freaky.  I remember being scared to death.  And I actually had to scheme and decide what to do next and.. yeah.  Felt very real.  I love those kinds of dreams!!!  Definitely got my heart racing.  Anyhoo…. Oh!  Today, I went to the Philharmonic concert @ Homestead.  AND GUESS what the conductor said?  GUESS!!!  He was saying how great our players are at Homestead, blah blah… and said that the AUDITION must’ve been ROUGH!!!  Audition??!?!?!  THERE WAS NO AUDITION!!!  *heaving with anger*  Ahem.    I’m okay!!  If there HAD been an audition.. *twitch, twitch*.. I would have made it… BUT that’s okay.  That’s dandy.  Yay!  Happiness!!!  Ahem.  Time to kill, er I mean study.  You know.. I’d make a very bad killer… I procrastinate… and get sidetracked easily.  Hm.  lol, I’d be positioning my gun… pointing it at the victim.. then ooh  Tom Cruise comes on tv!  lol, yeeeah…  well anyway, I’m going to talk to Butthead aaaand.. hopefully memorize this french thingy.  Next time I’ll post a sex story to make this more interesting since someone thinks I need to spice up my xanga and… be kinkier.  Ahem.  Now who could that be…

“Do you want to come inside?”  – the killer guy to my “bf” referring to his house when my “bf” was looking for a job… ahem, big mistake.  and to think he’d be a killer and risk all of that money… his house was magnificent.