i drank my metamucil today, and i did not shit. FUCK.
so. i got my hair cut. it is short, and i like it. i cried at first because i thought it looked horrible, but now i know i was being a norny brain. uhh i don't really have much going on. school is the same old same old boring ass shit. its almost the end of the 3rd quarter, though. so thats incredibly good, cuz then we have one little short quarter before summer. i'm so excited.
mr. demora gave me this thing for this keystone art program, and idk about it. for one month of the summer you go monday through friday to these classes for like either photography or painting. i'd probably do photography. but idk about going to it, though. i'm going to have to do some deep thinking if i really want to give up like a month of my short summer. idk, its a really big deal though. i wish i can go to classes that are just like twice or 3 times a week, that'd be great. oh well, i'll just have to think more.
me and meghan are gunna sing 'something' by the beatles for our madricall try out. i hope it goes good, i know i can't sing but i wanna be in madricall. idk, i like chorus and everything, but theres like no one in chrous, and i'm not going to do it next year if i don't make madricall. i won't make it, i just know it. but i'll give it a try.
i really am disapointed in my eating habbits lately. the freakin munchies come creepin' on me every day. and i need to find some way to control that. i need to eat 3 meals a day and excercize. i'm eating like 3 meals a day including like 8 meals of snack and not excersizing. BAD. i really want to be comfortable with myself, but i feel like i can never stop eating. its sucksss.
i don't really know what else to write. life has been decent lately. i wish something would get exciting though. nothing is like happening anymore, and its really shitty. i hope i'm not bored the rest of my life. i can't wait till things start to get exciting, everything i do these days are like the same i've always been doing them. i need some kind of change. i don't know what though, and it sucks.
i don't really know what else to write..... OH YEAH! the other day in science, i was back in my little corner just minding my own business, trying to get all comfortable with my desk.... and i look under the cabnet, just randomly, and there was a little mouse sitting there. i thought maybe it was like dead, or it was a stuffed animal.. but i looked closer and it was damn alive. there was something wrong with its back legs, though.. maybe they got crushed by a box or maybe he was born that way, idk. it looked like he was born like that, they were like shrunk. i do a double take, and i see that its moving and like chewing on something. i look at ashely and amber, and i say "THERES A FUCKING MOUSE BACK HERE." and they're like.. wtf are you talking about. and i'm like look under the cabniet, behind me.. and they're like OMG! amber gets up... " mr. revta, theres a mouse back here" and everyone jumps up and comes running over. david and mike were yelling rude things like "KILL IT!" "SMASH IT WITH THE BOARD!" and that pissed amber off so bad. she picked it up and put it in a bag and put that bag in a bucket. haha it was pretty interesting.
also, i've been missing my good pal dillon a lot lately. it sucks because i don't want him to think i'm blowing him off by not writing him. his dad told me to give letters to his little brother in school.. but i never see him, so theres no way i can. he called and i asked for his house adress so i can just send it to him and then he can take it with him when he goes to see dillon. dillon wrote me twice, and i feel like he thinks i'm not writing him because i forgot or something. i don't want him to think that. i love my dilltonian, and i hope my letter clears everything up. i need him back soon, things need to be normal for him again.
so, idk. i'm pretty bored so i just like spilled out everything on my mind. i guess that's it.
mr. demora gave me this thing for this keystone art program, and idk about it. for one month of the summer you go monday through friday to these classes for like either photography or painting. i'd probably do photography. but idk about going to it, though. i'm going to have to do some deep thinking if i really want to give up like a month of my short summer. idk, its a really big deal though. i wish i can go to classes that are just like twice or 3 times a week, that'd be great. oh well, i'll just have to think more.
me and meghan are gunna sing 'something' by the beatles for our madricall try out. i hope it goes good, i know i can't sing but i wanna be in madricall. idk, i like chorus and everything, but theres like no one in chrous, and i'm not going to do it next year if i don't make madricall. i won't make it, i just know it. but i'll give it a try.
i really am disapointed in my eating habbits lately. the freakin munchies come creepin' on me every day. and i need to find some way to control that. i need to eat 3 meals a day and excercize. i'm eating like 3 meals a day including like 8 meals of snack and not excersizing. BAD. i really want to be comfortable with myself, but i feel like i can never stop eating. its sucksss.
i don't really know what else to write. life has been decent lately. i wish something would get exciting though. nothing is like happening anymore, and its really shitty. i hope i'm not bored the rest of my life. i can't wait till things start to get exciting, everything i do these days are like the same i've always been doing them. i need some kind of change. i don't know what though, and it sucks.
i don't really know what else to write..... OH YEAH! the other day in science, i was back in my little corner just minding my own business, trying to get all comfortable with my desk.... and i look under the cabnet, just randomly, and there was a little mouse sitting there. i thought maybe it was like dead, or it was a stuffed animal.. but i looked closer and it was damn alive. there was something wrong with its back legs, though.. maybe they got crushed by a box or maybe he was born that way, idk. it looked like he was born like that, they were like shrunk. i do a double take, and i see that its moving and like chewing on something. i look at ashely and amber, and i say "THERES A FUCKING MOUSE BACK HERE." and they're like.. wtf are you talking about. and i'm like look under the cabniet, behind me.. and they're like OMG! amber gets up... " mr. revta, theres a mouse back here" and everyone jumps up and comes running over. david and mike were yelling rude things like "KILL IT!" "SMASH IT WITH THE BOARD!" and that pissed amber off so bad. she picked it up and put it in a bag and put that bag in a bucket. haha it was pretty interesting.
also, i've been missing my good pal dillon a lot lately. it sucks because i don't want him to think i'm blowing him off by not writing him. his dad told me to give letters to his little brother in school.. but i never see him, so theres no way i can. he called and i asked for his house adress so i can just send it to him and then he can take it with him when he goes to see dillon. dillon wrote me twice, and i feel like he thinks i'm not writing him because i forgot or something. i don't want him to think that. i love my dilltonian, and i hope my letter clears everything up. i need him back soon, things need to be normal for him again.
so, idk. i'm pretty bored so i just like spilled out everything on my mind. i guess that's it.