Here's what I'm thinking...
First off, HAPPY EIGHT MONTH ANNIVERSARY YESTERDAY TO KYLE! YOU ROCK AND I LOVE YOU MUCHO!
Yay!
My parents went to Chris's orientation at Uconn this morning, so I had to find a ride to school. It was all lonely this morning since they left at like 6:30. Oh well. Kyle picked me up and I looked all purtyful for school. I wore a green t-shirt with a really long, flowly looking, black skirt, and these black slipper shoey things. lol. I felt purty! And my art teacher even told me I looked nice, which made me even happier.
I won the bingo review game in Akgebra II today. I got a lollipop for being so gosh darn smart. Test tomorrow, not cool.
Chem test! Five questions...sucktastic. I'm not sure I knew how to do two of the questions, so that would be a total of forty points lost if I got those wrong. Poo. I hate chemistry so much.
My art piece looks like a five year old did it. We have to mimick an artist's style for three art pieces, and I chose matisse. I'm doing a piece made of paper cut outs like he did when he was old, except he had to tie a pencil to a pole because he couldnt hold a pencil. So to give my picture that feel, when I draw my shapes before cutting them out, I cant pick up my pencil. So obviously all my figures look very odd. But, it does look somewhat like his style.
Finished watching Marianela for spanish. Wow...just wow...Horrible movie to a horrible book. I think the people who wrote the movie never even read the book. Oh well. It got us out of two days of class, so its all good.
I cant wait for summmer! I think there are only sixteen more days of school...cool!
QUOTE OF THE DAY:
Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot. Who calls you back when you hang up on him. Who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep. Wait for the boy who pursues you, who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats. Who holds your hand in front of his friends. Who thinks you're the prettiest when you have no make up on and insists on holding you around the waist. The one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have you. The one who turns to his friends and says 'that's her'