Make it stop
Wow. Almost 2 months later... School is in full swing and for once i don't give a damn about my grades and they couldn't be higher. This world is twisted in a sick way. They made finals mandatory this year... like it matters. I skip more than 2 days of school every year anyway so it makes no difference to me. I always pass with decent grades. I can't wait to graduate. I want to get out of here. Small towns and biased idiots just aren't my groove.
Zora, our exchange student from Hong Kong, is getting more and more annoyed by me. We fight constantly but i still love her. She's not used to the crudness of most Americans yet, namly me. I'm hard on her and it's for a pretty good reason. I don't want her dependant on me. She's a smart girl in a really bass-ackward country. Actually, i'm shocked at how well she's adjusting here. Kids at school like her and teacher love talking to her. I'm not looking forward to the day she has to go home.
Cross-country started out looking very promising. I got a medal at my first meet for 10th place. Then, my knee started hurting. Just when sprinted or turned it the wrong way. And in about a week it was impossible to bend it at all without feeling like it was being stabbed. After that started to become a bearable pain, my ankle decided to be a bitch. The trainer had me get it X-ray'd and nothing showed up. He assumed it was a hairline stress-fracture and told me to stay off of it. I didn't. It got worse. But I read somewhere that a female's tolerance for pain is about 8 times higher than a man's. So i just sucked it up and kept running. About a mile into any race, it went numb anyway so who gives a shit?? Regionals were 2 days ago and I was nervous as hell. I figured if Don didn't make it down states in the guys race, that the pressure would be off of me and I wouldn't have run that hard. But he ranked 8th so that went down the shute. I got 10th and smashed the school record. It won't count because it wasn't on the home course but it doesn't bother me. So next Saturday will find me running at Mineral Wells. w00t! My dad will be flying in for the race and i'm glad he gets to see me run again.
So onto Donnie... What to say about him... He's donnie. HAHA, I can't complain there. At first it was tough. All he did was work, mow, study, and run. I wanted to kick him occasionally. But now, he's almost out of grass to cut, PV doesn't need him much anymore, and running is almost over. He's mine... All mine. Mwaa Haha! My mom loves him to death. He's all she talks about, which is probably why she always tells me that it won't last. She thinks i'm going to screw him up. I probably will. I'm too perverted and open. He's normal and nice. I'm attracted to the boy scout innocence. I think of it as a challenge to open him up a little. Roofus needs out to play.
Well i'm out of energy to type. Til later...
Zora, our exchange student from Hong Kong, is getting more and more annoyed by me. We fight constantly but i still love her. She's not used to the crudness of most Americans yet, namly me. I'm hard on her and it's for a pretty good reason. I don't want her dependant on me. She's a smart girl in a really bass-ackward country. Actually, i'm shocked at how well she's adjusting here. Kids at school like her and teacher love talking to her. I'm not looking forward to the day she has to go home.
Cross-country started out looking very promising. I got a medal at my first meet for 10th place. Then, my knee started hurting. Just when sprinted or turned it the wrong way. And in about a week it was impossible to bend it at all without feeling like it was being stabbed. After that started to become a bearable pain, my ankle decided to be a bitch. The trainer had me get it X-ray'd and nothing showed up. He assumed it was a hairline stress-fracture and told me to stay off of it. I didn't. It got worse. But I read somewhere that a female's tolerance for pain is about 8 times higher than a man's. So i just sucked it up and kept running. About a mile into any race, it went numb anyway so who gives a shit?? Regionals were 2 days ago and I was nervous as hell. I figured if Don didn't make it down states in the guys race, that the pressure would be off of me and I wouldn't have run that hard. But he ranked 8th so that went down the shute. I got 10th and smashed the school record. It won't count because it wasn't on the home course but it doesn't bother me. So next Saturday will find me running at Mineral Wells. w00t! My dad will be flying in for the race and i'm glad he gets to see me run again.
So onto Donnie... What to say about him... He's donnie. HAHA, I can't complain there. At first it was tough. All he did was work, mow, study, and run. I wanted to kick him occasionally. But now, he's almost out of grass to cut, PV doesn't need him much anymore, and running is almost over. He's mine... All mine. Mwaa Haha! My mom loves him to death. He's all she talks about, which is probably why she always tells me that it won't last. She thinks i'm going to screw him up. I probably will. I'm too perverted and open. He's normal and nice. I'm attracted to the boy scout innocence. I think of it as a challenge to open him up a little. Roofus needs out to play.
Well i'm out of energy to type. Til later...