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School today was pretty okay.
I'm behind in a couple of classes but nothing I can't catch up, even though the chem teacher took an instant dislike to me as soon as I walked through the door. What an ass! I mean, sure, Chem's never been my strong point but-- Damn, is he rude?! I was tempted to tell him that my sister totally had connections with the Mayor and that she could get him fired if he didn't back the hell off but... I just sat there and smiled sweetly while he ranted.
Somehow I don't think my sister needs her business blurted around, like, the entire population of Sunnydale High school.
I had a pretty decent talk with my English teacher too. She'd been checking my GPA, looking at the transcripts and the stuff that my last school had sent up? And said if I really applied myself I could get somewhere.
I was totally wary at first, I mean, I'm nothing like Carrie. And sure, I might have inherited her whole dorky love for the written word but-- Me? No journalist. Maybe a fiction writer or something but... Journalist? I think not.
Saw Bailey today in homeroom. He smiled at me then shot a look at his friends like he was checking to see if they'd noticed or somethin'. Not sure what's going on with him. Though he did ask if I wanted to see him again on Saturday night. I was like, "maybe" 'cause... Well, I dunno. I'm probably just being paranoid or something but I got the feeling like something was going on and I hadn't been clued in?
Ugh. I am so my sister's-- Sister. Paranoid, suspicious? That's me alright!
I'm behind in a couple of classes but nothing I can't catch up, even though the chem teacher took an instant dislike to me as soon as I walked through the door. What an ass! I mean, sure, Chem's never been my strong point but-- Damn, is he rude?! I was tempted to tell him that my sister totally had connections with the Mayor and that she could get him fired if he didn't back the hell off but... I just sat there and smiled sweetly while he ranted.
Somehow I don't think my sister needs her business blurted around, like, the entire population of Sunnydale High school.
I had a pretty decent talk with my English teacher too. She'd been checking my GPA, looking at the transcripts and the stuff that my last school had sent up? And said if I really applied myself I could get somewhere.
I was totally wary at first, I mean, I'm nothing like Carrie. And sure, I might have inherited her whole dorky love for the written word but-- Me? No journalist. Maybe a fiction writer or something but... Journalist? I think not.
Saw Bailey today in homeroom. He smiled at me then shot a look at his friends like he was checking to see if they'd noticed or somethin'. Not sure what's going on with him. Though he did ask if I wanted to see him again on Saturday night. I was like, "maybe" 'cause... Well, I dunno. I'm probably just being paranoid or something but I got the feeling like something was going on and I hadn't been clued in?
Ugh. I am so my sister's-- Sister. Paranoid, suspicious? That's me alright!