what i had hoped might linger is swept off instead.
hey, i'm home from up north. unfortunately, all of my petty excursion entailed the entailed the entire process of yet another garage sale. i am tired of dealing with unusual people on an endless quest for ohter-people's junk. it makes no sense. philosophical note here: how does one find happiness in acquiring perpetually increasing amounts of useless junk?
hmmmm...note to self...must read the english homework i forgot at school when i'm alone in my study hall. hey, it's hard to think of what to do when you find yourself alone in the muggy senior lounge for 45 minutes everyday. i have to get a class or i'll go crazy. please, biondo! let me take your damn religion class!
ugh, i'm feeling deprived of the ren fest this year. everyone, we must go! soon! only 4 more weekends left! and one is consumed by powderpuff and homecoming.
speaking of homecoming, it's going to be tres silly. i think more than three quarters of the senior class is planning to go stag just to enjoy it more (hah, or like me, can't find a date) so it's going to be a bunch of girls(beanet up from powderpuff) eating and running around a dance floor. ahhh, sheesh.
hah, i'm excited. tomorrow is the first day for choir class. it's going to be HILARIOUS! hopefully. absolutely no one can sing in that class. except maybe claire, who sometimes has skills. maybe i'll break out my beginner piano skills in front of the teacher, and laugh. great. it's going to rock.
ooh, i'm reading orwell's 1984. it's pretty good, at times frustrating, and kind of creepy but it's tres interesting. hmmm.
nowwww, off to l'eglise avec la famille so i can once again ponder on the numerous reasons why i don't want to be there. erg. allie, i'd much rather hang out with you.
oh, the french reminds me...of how much i loathe sr sam and her evil class! but that is another story another day.
hmmmm...note to self...must read the english homework i forgot at school when i'm alone in my study hall. hey, it's hard to think of what to do when you find yourself alone in the muggy senior lounge for 45 minutes everyday. i have to get a class or i'll go crazy. please, biondo! let me take your damn religion class!
ugh, i'm feeling deprived of the ren fest this year. everyone, we must go! soon! only 4 more weekends left! and one is consumed by powderpuff and homecoming.
speaking of homecoming, it's going to be tres silly. i think more than three quarters of the senior class is planning to go stag just to enjoy it more (hah, or like me, can't find a date) so it's going to be a bunch of girls(beanet up from powderpuff) eating and running around a dance floor. ahhh, sheesh.
hah, i'm excited. tomorrow is the first day for choir class. it's going to be HILARIOUS! hopefully. absolutely no one can sing in that class. except maybe claire, who sometimes has skills. maybe i'll break out my beginner piano skills in front of the teacher, and laugh. great. it's going to rock.
ooh, i'm reading orwell's 1984. it's pretty good, at times frustrating, and kind of creepy but it's tres interesting. hmmm.
nowwww, off to l'eglise avec la famille so i can once again ponder on the numerous reasons why i don't want to be there. erg. allie, i'd much rather hang out with you.
oh, the french reminds me...of how much i loathe sr sam and her evil class! but that is another story another day.