_________you broke a promise_______
Hello, all. I am full right now because I just got done eating a Subway sandwich. The sandwich itself (a turkey footlong on white bread with American cheese, cucumbers, and tomatoes; hey I only remembered all that b/c the guy asked me what I wanted on my sandwich and I had to tell him all the little details) was really nasty because grappa heated it up on accident. He got a roast beef for himself, the turkey for me, and then another turkey for gramma. He likes his sandwich heated up before he eats it (yuck!) and he thought his was the one he was heating when in reality, it was mine, and let me tell you: when I ate that thing, and smelled it, I immediately wanted to puke. I mean, WHO (besides grappa) would eat that nasty crap? Sorry, grappa, but dammmmmmn, never again will I eat another heated up sandwich. ::Shudders:: Ok, I'm blabbing. Time to tell you about school:
homeroom: was late to school and got a detention b/c I had already had previous tardies. this morning's tardy was my third one (i believe) so now I have a detention on Friday
math: showed Ms. ******** my glasses. She was like, "Welcome to my world!" b/c she wears glasses sometimes, too.
B is crazy. He always says the weirdest stuff, yet I like him. He's nice.
success strategies: my teacher in this class, Ms. ****, gave an assignment that was really odd. she handed out papers with circles, squares, and triangles on them. we're supposed to be creative in coming up with objects out of the shapes. weird, but I came up with an idea for all of my shapes (which I didn't think would happen at all) and then that's when it happened. I just got my glasses yesterday, so I figured the 2nd hour bullies, Willy and Johnny (I mention their names because I hate them so, {well, not Johnny so much,} because they bother me incessantly) would say something about my specs. But, strangely, they didn't. So I was happy for so long. And then that's when they popped my bubble. Willy, who sits in front of me, was copying my designs. So when him and Johnny {who sits in front of Willy - go figure} started laughing and goofing off, I knew something was up. Then I noticed them talking about copying me. Well, since Johnny wasn't doing anything, Willy was the one copying me. So I said to him, "Quit copying me, Willy" and then under my breath I added, "damn". And then guess what dog breath has the nerve to say? "Oh, look. Now she's mad. Uh, girl, what grade are you in?" Johnny to Willy, "Second." Willy, "Girl, what grade are we in? And you're worried about me copying?" and then they go on gabbing about how -Willy- "Oh, now she's mad." Johnny, "She's giving you the silent treatment." And then they just went back to talking about whatever it was they had started talking about. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGGGGGH!!!!!!!! Why do they continuously torture me? JE-ZUS. Ok, on to third hour.
US History: nothing really bad happened in this class. we just got assigned a paper to write to Pres. Roosevelt about the Depression. the one thing that bothers me though, in this class, is the fact that no matter how many times Ms. ***** tells them to shutup D, C, and A CONTINUOUSLY, over and over again, are always talking! they never shutup. and Ms. *****'s supervisor was in the room and she asked us last week, when she was telling us that he was going to be in there, to be on our best behavior. I can say for the most part that the 'gabby boys', D, C, and A, didn't talk that much but they still talked enough to annoy me. urgh. and then there's Alex. ooooh, god he is so fine! man, I wish he was my bf. jeez, ok, ::blushes:: on to fourth hour.
biology: there's nothing wrong w/ this class, either. the teach is cool, and everyone pays attention to what he has to say so that's good. i don't think i'm passing in this class, though, because, even though I take notes, I don't really turn in assignments on time. ok, stop this part of the entry for a sec. i have to say something.
english: R* gets on my nerves, J*** is a wigger, and J***** bothers me to THE EXTREME. i kinda have a crush on J*****, he's not exactly cute, but he's nice and the way he pokes me and stuff is well, ... cute. I guess. ::sighs:: my english teacher got her hair cut. it's not the coolest cut in the world, but on her it looks tight. nothin too exciting happened in that class.
lunch: me and jerry cracked up in this part of the day. she is insane, i swear. but she's my best friend so it doesn't matter. there was this hot guy sitting a couple of tables away and i had my eye on him. {{i know, i know - boy freak :)}}
spanish: we finished watchin 'mvp' from last friday and i went into the bathroom to clean my glasses. exciting, huh?
gym: cracked up with A, P, R, and J. they're strange. i said that to J and she was like, "if we're strange, what does that make you?" she's a senior so I'm gonna miss her next year. and I found out that today is R and Jerry's bday so that's cool. Jerry might be havin a party and R is havin one this weekend. they both turned 15.
study hall: boring, boring, boring. since I switched 7th and 8th hour, from what used to be study hall to gym and what is now gym to study hall, i have no one to talk to in study hall. sucks majorly.
Well, that's it. I don't think I'll be updating anytime soon, but then again, maybe I will.
Missed me, missed me. Now you gotta kiss me!
fallen on Wednesday, Feb. 19, 2003, 4:46 p.m.