Oh fucking well
So today was a relatively good day...at first. Gym was a blast because I had my girls with me, Leng and Jen. We had a great time and we split class for about ten minutes because it was a double period so it was more than an hour long…yes I know, poor me. We just clowned around like we usually do and by the time that period ended my throat hurt so much from laughing.
Then World History was next, we had to take notes and do a crossword puzzle which was ok. The class was just ok so my mood started to go downhill as I left all my friends for their different classes or lunch. Then in Writing Workshop I just sat there doodling speaking to no one like usual so social deprivation darkens my mood severely. Then on to lunch where I got my usual sub, turkey, ham, and cheese dunked in italian dressing. Yummmy!
Then I left that class and went to math which was boring and I was all gloomy because we were going to get back tests from last week that I knew I failed and guess what! I didn’t fail, I got an 84! I was so happy. So we got sorted into our new groups which mine is now Alyssa, Jill, Tyler, and mwa. I feel so stupid in that group. Oh well. Jen got to be with Harry so I was so happy for her and I suspect she was also very happy too.
Then I went to chorus and we sang all our songs for preperation for the upcoming events. Then it got let out at 4 and Josh, Leng, and I attempted hacky sack which was a blast. Then We played with Alex and Alex. We had fun. So we played until it got dark and then Cippi showed up and we asked for rides and Jimmy asked too so we waited for his mom to show up and we played hacky sack and Jimmy threw it at my boob. Oh well.
Then Cippi’s mom showed up and I slowly started to worry about what Jimmy would think about my “living situation”. I tried to tell myself that I don’t care but apparently I do. So we pulled into the park and I hear Jimmy whispering to Josh in the seat in back of me about my “living situation” kind of like a rude who lives here kind of thing sooo yeah. I feel pretty shitty right now because of that. I almost cried. I hate living here, why can’t I live in a house like everyone else? So now I’m sad and I have to write an essay for tomorrow for Mr. Sullivan. Well I have to depart, parting is such sweet sorrow.
Then World History was next, we had to take notes and do a crossword puzzle which was ok. The class was just ok so my mood started to go downhill as I left all my friends for their different classes or lunch. Then in Writing Workshop I just sat there doodling speaking to no one like usual so social deprivation darkens my mood severely. Then on to lunch where I got my usual sub, turkey, ham, and cheese dunked in italian dressing. Yummmy!
Then I left that class and went to math which was boring and I was all gloomy because we were going to get back tests from last week that I knew I failed and guess what! I didn’t fail, I got an 84! I was so happy. So we got sorted into our new groups which mine is now Alyssa, Jill, Tyler, and mwa. I feel so stupid in that group. Oh well. Jen got to be with Harry so I was so happy for her and I suspect she was also very happy too.
Then I went to chorus and we sang all our songs for preperation for the upcoming events. Then it got let out at 4 and Josh, Leng, and I attempted hacky sack which was a blast. Then We played with Alex and Alex. We had fun. So we played until it got dark and then Cippi showed up and we asked for rides and Jimmy asked too so we waited for his mom to show up and we played hacky sack and Jimmy threw it at my boob. Oh well.
Then Cippi’s mom showed up and I slowly started to worry about what Jimmy would think about my “living situation”. I tried to tell myself that I don’t care but apparently I do. So we pulled into the park and I hear Jimmy whispering to Josh in the seat in back of me about my “living situation” kind of like a rude who lives here kind of thing sooo yeah. I feel pretty shitty right now because of that. I almost cried. I hate living here, why can’t I live in a house like everyone else? So now I’m sad and I have to write an essay for tomorrow for Mr. Sullivan. Well I have to depart, parting is such sweet sorrow.