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shits on toast. i left my history notebook at school and we have a test tomorrow. and i think i left it in street's classroom. well, i can survive with just the book, but i want to know where the notebook IS. and i want it back...before labs so i can study. how much do you wanna bet that its not there or that street ate it for revenge or that he gave me a bad slip for "littering"? oy vey. life bites sometimes.
i have become the worst student in the past week. ive blown off 2 HWs completely, left my notebook at school, SKIPPED SCHOOL (well, it wasnt really skipping, I had permission from my mom), and procrastinated to no end. it really has become procrastination station over here. this weekend and today, all ive wanted to do is do stuff online. the real chelsea would be horribly appalled, wherever the hell she is. ill check under the bed.
damn it all to hell. i think id be horribly depressed right now (not just b/c of the notebook...) if i hadnt seen a superawesomecool concert last night.
how many days till pearl jam? at least thats a saturday so mr. street cant blow his top at me.
oh, and emmas convinced now that we wont get prefects because we missed school today. i really shouldnt have told her street got mad at me. i think its BS, but part of me sees she has a tiny point, even though i dont think going to a concert will have any bearing WHATSOEVER on what job appts. we'll get. and if it does, then the administration has a lot of learning to do about me, my values, and my reasoning. if they're going to judge my character on something as stupid as that, then i dont know if i want to be a prefect under people like that. But im not worried. yet, anyway.
ok jose just told me that its in streets room, so at least i know its there. now lets just hope i can snag it without street seeing me....
sheissenhausen.
i have become the worst student in the past week. ive blown off 2 HWs completely, left my notebook at school, SKIPPED SCHOOL (well, it wasnt really skipping, I had permission from my mom), and procrastinated to no end. it really has become procrastination station over here. this weekend and today, all ive wanted to do is do stuff online. the real chelsea would be horribly appalled, wherever the hell she is. ill check under the bed.
damn it all to hell. i think id be horribly depressed right now (not just b/c of the notebook...) if i hadnt seen a superawesomecool concert last night.
how many days till pearl jam? at least thats a saturday so mr. street cant blow his top at me.
oh, and emmas convinced now that we wont get prefects because we missed school today. i really shouldnt have told her street got mad at me. i think its BS, but part of me sees she has a tiny point, even though i dont think going to a concert will have any bearing WHATSOEVER on what job appts. we'll get. and if it does, then the administration has a lot of learning to do about me, my values, and my reasoning. if they're going to judge my character on something as stupid as that, then i dont know if i want to be a prefect under people like that. But im not worried. yet, anyway.
ok jose just told me that its in streets room, so at least i know its there. now lets just hope i can snag it without street seeing me....
sheissenhausen.