My Absense...
When I say I have been absent, I do not mean "mentally" although it could be considered sometimes so. I've been REALLY busy here lately with Forensics, homework, and helping my parents fix up the house next door. Well, fortunately all of the Sophmores had to take a test today...so I begged my Geometry teacher to go to the library. (No, I did not flunk Geometry...just as my old school you usually had to double up your junior year on Math stuff...and I just have to do that here too.) So now I'll talk about what all has happened since break has ended.
Goodness, my stalker has made it a full time job since break. It really creeps me out, he never talks to me...but he always like 10 steps in front of me or behind me. I don't even have any classes with him. It's so creepy...Monday he was waiting where I have to walk by to get to my locker. Tuesday he got out of his car and was walking behind me the whole way into the school. Wednesday...he followed me around in the hall after school when I was trying to find a class. This had better not persist.
Wednesday
I went to church like usual and we learned how to knit. I don't think it's quite as scary as crocheting...but they all take too long. I just need to buy a knitting or crocheting machine and sit there making colorful scarves all day...yes.
Thursday
I went and did Bingo for forensics. I've never been in a gambling institution. See...I was just asked if my mom and I would like to volunteer to make cash for Forensics...fund raising stuff...yes. We didn't realize it was GAMBLING, because we don't exactly agree with it or believe in it. I hate to say it, but I was pretty good at selling pull tabs. It made me feel so bad to see people who I know couldn't afford to gamble...spending all of their money. I don't know how many hundred dollar bills I had to cash. It's so sad...I wanted them to buy the stuff and gamble so I could have money for the Forensics team but some of them had such a pained look on their face when they would purchase them. It must be a really horrible mental addiction. Some of them just couldn't stop or have a handle on it...I wonder how much some of those people spent on cigarettes and gambling. I'm glad they invested into our fund raiser...but it's so sad that they will probably be smoking and gambling the rest of their lives.
When I was in the library today printing out Forensics artcles for extemp this guy came up to me and starting talking to me...I had noticed him from my Spanish class. So I asked his name and everything. When he said, "So you've never had Spanish 1?" and I answered, "No." He seemed a little mad about this and started rambling and then told me that the Spanish teacher had told all of them while I was on my Choir field trip that I had skipped Spanish 1 and I was still kicking all of their butts grade wise. I knew there had been tension in that room for the last 2 or 3 weeks...but I didn't know I was the subject of her soap box lecture on people. Oh well, yay for my success.
Today
So I just got my nine weeks report card back. This nine weeks GPA is 3.5. But I need to work on my AP Human Geo and Algebra grade they are a little "flat."
If you read this before 7:35 PM tonight come to the Cheri Theatre (Murray) and I'm inviting everyone to see The Grudge if you are interested in seeing it with a bunch of other people.
Goodness, my stalker has made it a full time job since break. It really creeps me out, he never talks to me...but he always like 10 steps in front of me or behind me. I don't even have any classes with him. It's so creepy...Monday he was waiting where I have to walk by to get to my locker. Tuesday he got out of his car and was walking behind me the whole way into the school. Wednesday...he followed me around in the hall after school when I was trying to find a class. This had better not persist.
Wednesday
I went to church like usual and we learned how to knit. I don't think it's quite as scary as crocheting...but they all take too long. I just need to buy a knitting or crocheting machine and sit there making colorful scarves all day...yes.
Thursday
I went and did Bingo for forensics. I've never been in a gambling institution. See...I was just asked if my mom and I would like to volunteer to make cash for Forensics...fund raising stuff...yes. We didn't realize it was GAMBLING, because we don't exactly agree with it or believe in it. I hate to say it, but I was pretty good at selling pull tabs. It made me feel so bad to see people who I know couldn't afford to gamble...spending all of their money. I don't know how many hundred dollar bills I had to cash. It's so sad...I wanted them to buy the stuff and gamble so I could have money for the Forensics team but some of them had such a pained look on their face when they would purchase them. It must be a really horrible mental addiction. Some of them just couldn't stop or have a handle on it...I wonder how much some of those people spent on cigarettes and gambling. I'm glad they invested into our fund raiser...but it's so sad that they will probably be smoking and gambling the rest of their lives.
When I was in the library today printing out Forensics artcles for extemp this guy came up to me and starting talking to me...I had noticed him from my Spanish class. So I asked his name and everything. When he said, "So you've never had Spanish 1?" and I answered, "No." He seemed a little mad about this and started rambling and then told me that the Spanish teacher had told all of them while I was on my Choir field trip that I had skipped Spanish 1 and I was still kicking all of their butts grade wise. I knew there had been tension in that room for the last 2 or 3 weeks...but I didn't know I was the subject of her soap box lecture on people. Oh well, yay for my success.
Today
So I just got my nine weeks report card back. This nine weeks GPA is 3.5. But I need to work on my AP Human Geo and Algebra grade they are a little "flat."
If you read this before 7:35 PM tonight come to the Cheri Theatre (Murray) and I'm inviting everyone to see The Grudge if you are interested in seeing it with a bunch of other people.