*If I could think of the perfect guy, he wouldn't even come close to you*
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"I fell in love with you the second I laid eyes on you; it had nothing to do with the way you looked. There was something in your eyes, and then I found out what was in your heart."
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Haven't updated in what seems like forever! And I really don't have much of a decent excuse, either. I've just been somewhat lazy since school started back.
School has been okay...rather boring, but okay. Nothing is too terrible; my classes are all right, my teachers are all right. I probably couldn't pick a favorite class as of yet, but my easiest is definitely Life Planning (not that I expected it to be hard). My hardest is most definitely AP History, as I had expected. It's really odd to not have my teacher being all, "Do your homework, study for your test..." Mrs. Abbott doesn't tell us that we need to study; she gives us out a calendar at the beginning of the month, and we're responsible for the assignments and such for the month. Not used to having things be like that. All the other teachers at the high school really baby you, and remind you again and again about tests and homework that is due and all that. My first test in AP History (which Mrs. Abbott says her students usually average a 50 on) is Monday. I'm nervous. I plan on studying my booty off this weekend!
Tomorrow is our first football game...it's against Pound. Hopefully we'll win, and if we don't, then the coaches should just decide that the rest of the season isn't worth playing (like Jenny said). We have a pep rally during fourth block tomorrow, too...I swear, I am going to cry my eyes out when I see the guard. Not only because they are pathetically pathetic, but also because I miss guard so much. I miss the drama, the fights, the tears, the feeling of exhilaration after an amazing show, the feeling of anticipation as the judge at a competition announces, "And the winner is...", my parents (Michael and Daniel...oh, I miss them so!), my second family, the closeness and the bond that I shared with the rest of the guard, knowing that we look good and that we are good, feeling like you are on top of the world...Gosh, I miss everything. I want things to go back to how they were. But that's impossible...and I know that. Nothing will ever be the same. Elegance will never be the same.
*cry*
Ugh, anyway. Tomorrow after the game there's a dance at the high school and Matt and I are going. Since Jenny bought tickets and signed Bryan up to be approved, I'm assuming that they are going as well. That should be fun...even though I'm really not a dancer, and Matt is. =) LOL.
Jenny and I might be staying after school to help the guard girls with their hair and make-up. They can at least look good, even if their skills aren't the best! That's my opinion, anyway.
I have a little bit of homework to finish so I guess I better go now!
-Becca
"I fell in love with you the second I laid eyes on you; it had nothing to do with the way you looked. There was something in your eyes, and then I found out what was in your heart."
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Haven't updated in what seems like forever! And I really don't have much of a decent excuse, either. I've just been somewhat lazy since school started back.
School has been okay...rather boring, but okay. Nothing is too terrible; my classes are all right, my teachers are all right. I probably couldn't pick a favorite class as of yet, but my easiest is definitely Life Planning (not that I expected it to be hard). My hardest is most definitely AP History, as I had expected. It's really odd to not have my teacher being all, "Do your homework, study for your test..." Mrs. Abbott doesn't tell us that we need to study; she gives us out a calendar at the beginning of the month, and we're responsible for the assignments and such for the month. Not used to having things be like that. All the other teachers at the high school really baby you, and remind you again and again about tests and homework that is due and all that. My first test in AP History (which Mrs. Abbott says her students usually average a 50 on) is Monday. I'm nervous. I plan on studying my booty off this weekend!
Tomorrow is our first football game...it's against Pound. Hopefully we'll win, and if we don't, then the coaches should just decide that the rest of the season isn't worth playing (like Jenny said). We have a pep rally during fourth block tomorrow, too...I swear, I am going to cry my eyes out when I see the guard. Not only because they are pathetically pathetic, but also because I miss guard so much. I miss the drama, the fights, the tears, the feeling of exhilaration after an amazing show, the feeling of anticipation as the judge at a competition announces, "And the winner is...", my parents (Michael and Daniel...oh, I miss them so!), my second family, the closeness and the bond that I shared with the rest of the guard, knowing that we look good and that we are good, feeling like you are on top of the world...Gosh, I miss everything. I want things to go back to how they were. But that's impossible...and I know that. Nothing will ever be the same. Elegance will never be the same.
*cry*
Ugh, anyway. Tomorrow after the game there's a dance at the high school and Matt and I are going. Since Jenny bought tickets and signed Bryan up to be approved, I'm assuming that they are going as well. That should be fun...even though I'm really not a dancer, and Matt is. =) LOL.
Jenny and I might be staying after school to help the guard girls with their hair and make-up. They can at least look good, even if their skills aren't the best! That's my opinion, anyway.
I have a little bit of homework to finish so I guess I better go now!
-Becca