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[color=magenta][size=2][b][font=comicsansms]got through my first day back to school. it wasn't nearly as bad as i had thought it would be. just hard-getting back into things and being so exhausted.
2005 b/p free days: non. zero.
362 days to go. *please let those be good days*
i was walking to art today and unfortunatly ran into Levi (albino-sheep-looking 12th grade guy at my school). it was totally unexpected, as i usually try to avoid him. walking passed B building when i heard "oh, look at this lovely girl" and i feel his arms slink around my wasit and although every part of me was so ready to run like mad, i said hello and managed to free myself from his doughy, clamy grip. *shudder* even more unfortunate, he was walking up to the art buliding-where my next class was. so that left us a whole 5 minutes of chatting. he asks how my break was. says he was trying to get my phone number from Oliver to call me up and see if we could do something for new years eve. *belch* o no way in a million years i'd spend my new years eve (let alone any day) w/ him. thank god Oliver refused to give him my number. so then Levi ventures on to ask "so, any boyfriends?" no acctually. he acts surprised. "no boyfriends? really?" he says in the sickest of voices, and then "oh, well i will have to keep that one in mind." i know his intention. he was looking right at my face and i pretended to be absolutly entralled with the pavement 5 feet ahead of me. he hugs my goodbye once we get to the art buliding, trying to bring his face close down to mine, his sickenly clamny breath all over me and i'd never been happier to run down those steps to the safety of my art room. *shudder* sicko. i wish he'd stop bugging me.
dance class in 15 minutes. i'm terrified, as i haven't danced in over 2 weeks. and the week before that i was sick and missed even more classes. i'm going to be horrifyingly out of shape. i'm deathly nervous. i want to curl up on the couch and sleep away all this mess. the couch looks so comfy right now. wish away, ash. [/font][/size][/color][/b]
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2005 b/p free days: non. zero.
362 days to go. *please let those be good days*
i was walking to art today and unfortunatly ran into Levi (albino-sheep-looking 12th grade guy at my school). it was totally unexpected, as i usually try to avoid him. walking passed B building when i heard "oh, look at this lovely girl" and i feel his arms slink around my wasit and although every part of me was so ready to run like mad, i said hello and managed to free myself from his doughy, clamy grip. *shudder* even more unfortunate, he was walking up to the art buliding-where my next class was. so that left us a whole 5 minutes of chatting. he asks how my break was. says he was trying to get my phone number from Oliver to call me up and see if we could do something for new years eve. *belch* o no way in a million years i'd spend my new years eve (let alone any day) w/ him. thank god Oliver refused to give him my number. so then Levi ventures on to ask "so, any boyfriends?" no acctually. he acts surprised. "no boyfriends? really?" he says in the sickest of voices, and then "oh, well i will have to keep that one in mind." i know his intention. he was looking right at my face and i pretended to be absolutly entralled with the pavement 5 feet ahead of me. he hugs my goodbye once we get to the art buliding, trying to bring his face close down to mine, his sickenly clamny breath all over me and i'd never been happier to run down those steps to the safety of my art room. *shudder* sicko. i wish he'd stop bugging me.
dance class in 15 minutes. i'm terrified, as i haven't danced in over 2 weeks. and the week before that i was sick and missed even more classes. i'm going to be horrifyingly out of shape. i'm deathly nervous. i want to curl up on the couch and sleep away all this mess. the couch looks so comfy right now. wish away, ash. [/font][/size][/color][/b]
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