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ARGGGGGG! rough day today. bet ur askin y right?? ok. wellllll
it started off like any other day....nerves about this dance thing i was ganna perform for the whole fricken school for "spirit week" which has been fun/annoyin as hell. i was lookin forward to an all day rehersal. i had a test in english, and i hadnt read the story when i got to the metro. then. no all day rehersal. i totally freaked. i read this 25 page story has fast as i humanly could. by 3rd period, i had read the whole thing. The test. pretty easy, i sailed rite through it, not being quite sure of 4 or 5 but it was all good. i turn it in like "oh shit i should of changed these 3 answers!!" but i was like w/e im sure itll b like a C or somthing. Mr. Remis tells us the result. 14 question test...i got 3 or 4 right. i was so fusterated. no way in hell can i pass his damn cource!!!! IT ANNOYS ME SO MUCH! well then i was like, ok we, just another mr.remiss test just need to get like Bs or somthing on all the nxt ones. Tariceedo throws this HUGE ass tantrum. no biggy, no surprise, teachers all hate spirit week cuz now the SOPHMORES parade down the hall, screamin on top off their lungs 07! 07! 07! 07!!! then the assembly. after the dance, i thought i did really well, for not being a dancer. then those comments. First off, we won 4th place on spirit week, no surprise, we hav 3 more years to top the other classes. well, Katrine, who is a nice person, said "sarah were u lost durin that #?" i was like "umm no i knew the stuff. did i look like i didnt?" katrine goes "umm well...kindda...u were good though." Jaynee downgraded me. no surprise there, so i was kindda insulted by the whole thing. not only once, but twice today i think im amazing when the reality smacks me im really awful.
THat hurts more then anything. to think ur good when ur really bad. Maybe i should be more pesimistic, then maybe ill do good in things.
Train ride. i hate the train ride back. i go with kara and pierre and osmetimes juice. Today, sarah came. Sarah was the only person to save my sanity, since kara was on the phone the whole time wit robbie and pierre was listenin to his ipod. they r always doin those things. i need to talk. Well, Sarah i think made my sanity littler and littler each time she opened her mouth. I was going crazy.
Maybe i shouldnt go on the train ride back wit kara or pierre nemore. they serve no purpose and are definatly no fun.
With me going crazy, my emotions ran wild on the bus ride to my house. my head is the only thing that keeps me sane.
had a prophosy or whatever that word is, like self dicovery:
Im an easygoing person. i hate to say no to nething. thats y jesse herasses me, people ask me for money, and tell me to go everywhere wit them. i am constently taken advantage of. that y i luv people that dont do that. even my bestest of best friencds treat me like a fricken dog somtimes..."Sarah, come! Sarah, stay! Sarah, ur so cute! Sarah, give me a kiss". i obey the fricken orders like a puppy. im minpulated to never say no. its a scarey thing, i could do drugs, hav sex, but i hav more sence then that. im not that stupid. also another thing. haha its actually really funny. when im in a bright, cheery mood, i talk in a high voice. when im in a bad mood, i talk in a low voice.
Im so frusterated!!!! now my mother is MAKING me go to dylans thing tonight, cause its just like "Sarah, go!" and singin this stupid duet "Sarah, sing!"
As u can probably see, my head is not keeping me sane today. i dont wanna go out. i want to et, drink and go to sleep. shold b a little happier, im gettin the permit tomarrow!!! miracles tomarrow and saturday, which is always crazy fun. i just dont wanna go baq to school. right now, i want to run away and go to sleep. well now im done. "Sarah, feed the cats!" thats my mom treating me like a servant. bye.
it started off like any other day....nerves about this dance thing i was ganna perform for the whole fricken school for "spirit week" which has been fun/annoyin as hell. i was lookin forward to an all day rehersal. i had a test in english, and i hadnt read the story when i got to the metro. then. no all day rehersal. i totally freaked. i read this 25 page story has fast as i humanly could. by 3rd period, i had read the whole thing. The test. pretty easy, i sailed rite through it, not being quite sure of 4 or 5 but it was all good. i turn it in like "oh shit i should of changed these 3 answers!!" but i was like w/e im sure itll b like a C or somthing. Mr. Remis tells us the result. 14 question test...i got 3 or 4 right. i was so fusterated. no way in hell can i pass his damn cource!!!! IT ANNOYS ME SO MUCH! well then i was like, ok we, just another mr.remiss test just need to get like Bs or somthing on all the nxt ones. Tariceedo throws this HUGE ass tantrum. no biggy, no surprise, teachers all hate spirit week cuz now the SOPHMORES parade down the hall, screamin on top off their lungs 07! 07! 07! 07!!! then the assembly. after the dance, i thought i did really well, for not being a dancer. then those comments. First off, we won 4th place on spirit week, no surprise, we hav 3 more years to top the other classes. well, Katrine, who is a nice person, said "sarah were u lost durin that #?" i was like "umm no i knew the stuff. did i look like i didnt?" katrine goes "umm well...kindda...u were good though." Jaynee downgraded me. no surprise there, so i was kindda insulted by the whole thing. not only once, but twice today i think im amazing when the reality smacks me im really awful.
THat hurts more then anything. to think ur good when ur really bad. Maybe i should be more pesimistic, then maybe ill do good in things.
Train ride. i hate the train ride back. i go with kara and pierre and osmetimes juice. Today, sarah came. Sarah was the only person to save my sanity, since kara was on the phone the whole time wit robbie and pierre was listenin to his ipod. they r always doin those things. i need to talk. Well, Sarah i think made my sanity littler and littler each time she opened her mouth. I was going crazy.
Maybe i shouldnt go on the train ride back wit kara or pierre nemore. they serve no purpose and are definatly no fun.
With me going crazy, my emotions ran wild on the bus ride to my house. my head is the only thing that keeps me sane.
had a prophosy or whatever that word is, like self dicovery:
Im an easygoing person. i hate to say no to nething. thats y jesse herasses me, people ask me for money, and tell me to go everywhere wit them. i am constently taken advantage of. that y i luv people that dont do that. even my bestest of best friencds treat me like a fricken dog somtimes..."Sarah, come! Sarah, stay! Sarah, ur so cute! Sarah, give me a kiss". i obey the fricken orders like a puppy. im minpulated to never say no. its a scarey thing, i could do drugs, hav sex, but i hav more sence then that. im not that stupid. also another thing. haha its actually really funny. when im in a bright, cheery mood, i talk in a high voice. when im in a bad mood, i talk in a low voice.
Im so frusterated!!!! now my mother is MAKING me go to dylans thing tonight, cause its just like "Sarah, go!" and singin this stupid duet "Sarah, sing!"
As u can probably see, my head is not keeping me sane today. i dont wanna go out. i want to et, drink and go to sleep. shold b a little happier, im gettin the permit tomarrow!!! miracles tomarrow and saturday, which is always crazy fun. i just dont wanna go baq to school. right now, i want to run away and go to sleep. well now im done. "Sarah, feed the cats!" thats my mom treating me like a servant. bye.