Stupid Yearbook
Years books are to help us remember the good times, but what about the times we want to forget? *sigh* And I thought I was over Lauren. Page 92 people. People who go to my school and have the "Adventures of Big Red." His face stood out and my eyes were drawn to him.... I am SO confused now... No, wait. Being with Andrew... He makes me smile. And Lauren made me smile. Just his picture makes me smile. It also makes me want to cry! *is confused*
Okay, so it's been 2 weeks and a day now. 2 days longer than the first time around! And he makes me so happy. So very happy am I to be with him! And he's so sweet! I mean, the other day there was a wasp near us and Kyle was freaking out. Andrew and I were telling Kyle to relax. Anyway, Andrew said that wasps are attracted to sweet things. And then I was like, "That's why it's not attracted to me." And then Andrew said some things are too sweet *blushes* Okay, okay. So maybe I really like him. But I just don't get why people don't like him.... Such as Heather. Explain please someone!
We got our yearbooks yesterday, and I already have like 31 people sign mine. Of course, Ryan won't sign it though.... That's okay; I got Andrew to sign mine so I'm happy. LOL! Um, inside jokes are great. That's how I sign peoples books. Like for Jo I wrote something about ping-pong, since we have a joke about that. I signed Heather's with "I love you, but you still suck :p" and then Claire's: "How old was I when I was ten? Um, ten?".... I won't say everyone's that I signed, but it's great.
Yesterday the student "Voices and Choices" comittee started up again. This year, Corey is there as well. It was funny. He was sitting at the end of the tables so if I turned my head to look at the teachers, I'd see him too. Which made it funny because when Mr. Newton was talking about smoking, he kept looking at Corey. I was just grinning at Corey since I know he smokes. I think he wants to quite though, but I'm not sure. Not like it matters to me =P
I don't have much else to say, so I'll write out a poem that I wrote today called:
Class Clown
One of those people
I'm sure everyone knows who I mean
In class they are known
Maybe you are one of them
They call out things they think of
They turn around and grin
You smile back and laugh at them
There's a twinkle in their eyes
It seems like they don't care
What everyone thinks
The teacher glares at them
...At you too...
What did I do? you wonder
Sometimes rarely the teacher smiles
Even laughs
Of course it still doesn't matter
Which annoys the teacher more
The rest of the class laughs
I made a funny, says the class clown
Last words: "Go Heather! Keep the friendship!"
Okay, so it's been 2 weeks and a day now. 2 days longer than the first time around! And he makes me so happy. So very happy am I to be with him! And he's so sweet! I mean, the other day there was a wasp near us and Kyle was freaking out. Andrew and I were telling Kyle to relax. Anyway, Andrew said that wasps are attracted to sweet things. And then I was like, "That's why it's not attracted to me." And then Andrew said some things are too sweet *blushes* Okay, okay. So maybe I really like him. But I just don't get why people don't like him.... Such as Heather. Explain please someone!
We got our yearbooks yesterday, and I already have like 31 people sign mine. Of course, Ryan won't sign it though.... That's okay; I got Andrew to sign mine so I'm happy. LOL! Um, inside jokes are great. That's how I sign peoples books. Like for Jo I wrote something about ping-pong, since we have a joke about that. I signed Heather's with "I love you, but you still suck :p" and then Claire's: "How old was I when I was ten? Um, ten?".... I won't say everyone's that I signed, but it's great.
Yesterday the student "Voices and Choices" comittee started up again. This year, Corey is there as well. It was funny. He was sitting at the end of the tables so if I turned my head to look at the teachers, I'd see him too. Which made it funny because when Mr. Newton was talking about smoking, he kept looking at Corey. I was just grinning at Corey since I know he smokes. I think he wants to quite though, but I'm not sure. Not like it matters to me =P
I don't have much else to say, so I'll write out a poem that I wrote today called:
Class Clown
One of those people
I'm sure everyone knows who I mean
In class they are known
Maybe you are one of them
They call out things they think of
They turn around and grin
You smile back and laugh at them
There's a twinkle in their eyes
It seems like they don't care
What everyone thinks
The teacher glares at them
...At you too...
What did I do? you wonder
Sometimes rarely the teacher smiles
Even laughs
Of course it still doesn't matter
Which annoys the teacher more
The rest of the class laughs
I made a funny, says the class clown
Last words: "Go Heather! Keep the friendship!"