a year?
Yes. It has been one year since i updated this. Not that it really matters, but my LA teacher told me to copy writting over the summer to improve my "analytic" abilities. Apparently, I am "right there". I'm just not robotic enough, I guess.
But no, why can't I just write my own thoughts down? I hate analysis and structure in my writting, to uniform I guess.
BTW, Mr. Walton told me I have "personality" in my writting.
I totally failde my Anatony and Geometery finals. I'm sad, but i guess it's too late.
But apparently not too late to have a nervous breakdown, lol.
At my friends house, on the very last day of school, my pals decided to pin me to the ground.
Long story short, I ran outside into the woods at like 11. And I mean ran. It actually felt good, since I am very out of shape.
It was kinda like all those girls were my problems, you know? They all seem really mad and freaked out, but to tell the truth I don't care.
I rember sitting in the car on the way home, and thinking "I hate my life". It's been awile since I've thought anything like that. But I guess I should just keep busy or whatever. I will be working at Dairy Queen and volunteering for various activities throughout the summer, after all, who needs to socialize?
I just finished my latest shift at DQ, from 4 to 9. Too bad I can't work later, but it is very much illegal for me to work past 9.
I hate milkshakes. And cones. They seem so easy to make, but they are not. I know whoever is reading this must think I'm an idiot, but thats their problem.
I got called a stupid goth on Thursday. Very strange because I was wearing really preppy clothing, bright blue too. I was sad, but lol, Mrs. Treider talked to those drunks.
But I think they thought Kari did it, and they called her a goth. Very clever comeback.
Well, it's 11, and since I am working on SUnday again, I should rest all I can.
But no, why can't I just write my own thoughts down? I hate analysis and structure in my writting, to uniform I guess.
BTW, Mr. Walton told me I have "personality" in my writting.
I totally failde my Anatony and Geometery finals. I'm sad, but i guess it's too late.
But apparently not too late to have a nervous breakdown, lol.
At my friends house, on the very last day of school, my pals decided to pin me to the ground.
Long story short, I ran outside into the woods at like 11. And I mean ran. It actually felt good, since I am very out of shape.
It was kinda like all those girls were my problems, you know? They all seem really mad and freaked out, but to tell the truth I don't care.
I rember sitting in the car on the way home, and thinking "I hate my life". It's been awile since I've thought anything like that. But I guess I should just keep busy or whatever. I will be working at Dairy Queen and volunteering for various activities throughout the summer, after all, who needs to socialize?
I just finished my latest shift at DQ, from 4 to 9. Too bad I can't work later, but it is very much illegal for me to work past 9.
I hate milkshakes. And cones. They seem so easy to make, but they are not. I know whoever is reading this must think I'm an idiot, but thats their problem.
I got called a stupid goth on Thursday. Very strange because I was wearing really preppy clothing, bright blue too. I was sad, but lol, Mrs. Treider talked to those drunks.
But I think they thought Kari did it, and they called her a goth. Very clever comeback.
Well, it's 11, and since I am working on SUnday again, I should rest all I can.