Birthday Week in little vignettes.
I bet that only Diana will comment on this, because it is somewhat vague.
Today I woke up, feeling unusually awake. I took a shower and even went to pass out Chieftain this morning! And then everyone's hands turned a nice red shade, including mine, but especially Kevin's. And then I went to Chemistry and failed a test.
I think I'm starting to put things in a clearer perspective which makes most things REALLY small. I kind of contradict myself; I care actually a lot about my grades, but I don't see the point in the material we're learning, and how we are chastized I guess if we are not good at it. I did study on the Chem test to the point where I thought I had a good level of knowledge about the material but it obviously wasn't good enough. And maybe I can't make it good enough. But I don't know.
I wrote a suicide note today. Of course I was just joking about it; it was during fifth period when I was in math class and everyone was discussing the Chem test that maybe TWO people finished. It's a fake suicide note but it's funny and I showed it to Meghan and she said it was the best she had ever read!!1 So I showed it to more people including Kevin and Ashley and they didn't like it.
I'm starting to realize that I am very, VERY cynical. More cynical than most people would think. It's to a sickeningly nihilistic amount. Or something. I'm not depressed, I actually find that sometimes my viewpoint has quite the opposite effect. It's hard to explain so I won't.
Sometimes it's nice to be away from people and to only leave a few notes. My presence is still felt even if I'm not there, and vice versa. That's kind of a nice way to live, I think.
These are all the gifts I got from everyone:
Melissa gave me a banana, a leprachaun, earrings, and a candle.
Katrina made me a scarf!!~
Dominick gave me a 2/3 of the money (EDIT: a 5/4) he owed me and Tommy yelled at him about it.
Tommy told everyone at rehearsal that it was my birthday and embarassed me.
Meghan made me chocolate chip pancakes.
Jen B. made be brownies!
Jordan gave a me ninja book, and a CD that doesn't play, and a postcard of Japanese kittens.
Kevin gave me a ride home where we debated the slang term "h/poppin'"
Diana gave me eyeliner and silly putty . . . . stuff.
Catherine Stein made me a card.
My dad and my mom's friend Karen gave me money!
My mom gave me an iTunes gift card account for 30 DOLLARS.
And my grandma gave me a call and asked about my dating life.
I think that's it.
For some reason in eighth period my stomach was really twisty but I don't know why. During rehersal was kind of fun, but I got a splinter in my foot that took the minds of TWO people to get out and had a few prop problems. In fact, one would think that this day might have sucked in total, but I don't. I don't know if I would care but who knows. As for being fifteen, I don't really feel too much greater, but my mom says I can learn to drive.
Now I will watch the Sarah Silverman Show.
Today I woke up, feeling unusually awake. I took a shower and even went to pass out Chieftain this morning! And then everyone's hands turned a nice red shade, including mine, but especially Kevin's. And then I went to Chemistry and failed a test.
I think I'm starting to put things in a clearer perspective which makes most things REALLY small. I kind of contradict myself; I care actually a lot about my grades, but I don't see the point in the material we're learning, and how we are chastized I guess if we are not good at it. I did study on the Chem test to the point where I thought I had a good level of knowledge about the material but it obviously wasn't good enough. And maybe I can't make it good enough. But I don't know.
I wrote a suicide note today. Of course I was just joking about it; it was during fifth period when I was in math class and everyone was discussing the Chem test that maybe TWO people finished. It's a fake suicide note but it's funny and I showed it to Meghan and she said it was the best she had ever read!!1 So I showed it to more people including Kevin and Ashley and they didn't like it.
I'm starting to realize that I am very, VERY cynical. More cynical than most people would think. It's to a sickeningly nihilistic amount. Or something. I'm not depressed, I actually find that sometimes my viewpoint has quite the opposite effect. It's hard to explain so I won't.
Sometimes it's nice to be away from people and to only leave a few notes. My presence is still felt even if I'm not there, and vice versa. That's kind of a nice way to live, I think.
These are all the gifts I got from everyone:
Melissa gave me a banana, a leprachaun, earrings, and a candle.
Katrina made me a scarf!!~
Dominick gave me a 2/3 of the money (EDIT: a 5/4) he owed me and Tommy yelled at him about it.
Tommy told everyone at rehearsal that it was my birthday and embarassed me.
Meghan made me chocolate chip pancakes.
Jen B. made be brownies!
Jordan gave a me ninja book, and a CD that doesn't play, and a postcard of Japanese kittens.
Kevin gave me a ride home where we debated the slang term "h/poppin'"
Diana gave me eyeliner and silly putty . . . . stuff.
Catherine Stein made me a card.
My dad and my mom's friend Karen gave me money!
My mom gave me an iTunes gift card account for 30 DOLLARS.
And my grandma gave me a call and asked about my dating life.
I think that's it.
For some reason in eighth period my stomach was really twisty but I don't know why. During rehersal was kind of fun, but I got a splinter in my foot that took the minds of TWO people to get out and had a few prop problems. In fact, one would think that this day might have sucked in total, but I don't. I don't know if I would care but who knows. As for being fifteen, I don't really feel too much greater, but my mom says I can learn to drive.
Now I will watch the Sarah Silverman Show.