"I don't know if my heart will beat without you guiding it"--Thursday
So I spent my entire night shopping for a new digital camera. No luck. Why a new camera? Hmmm...my other one is a gay piece of crap. I took it to my aunt's picnic on Sunday, and Robbie and I were sitting on a wall, and I layed it down beside us. I felt the need to pick it up, but he had his hand resting (unknowingly) on the strap, and since I wasn't expecting such a pull on it, I picked it up too lightly and it fell like an INCH back onto the wall. I tried to turn it on, but it was dead. It wasn't anyone's fault, it was just a really shitty camera. So I need a new one before I leave for the cruise, because as much as I don't want to go, I at least want to get some cool-ass pictures! I found one that's about $200, so I just might get that one. While at Circuit City, I ran into Emily and her mom, who is also on a quest for a new digital camera (even though tonight they were looking at video cameras, for a graduation present). So we chatted about the cameras. I'd never met her mom before. She seems awesome. Yup. But then I was in Office Max (waaaaaay too expensive!) and Robbie called from work, so I got to talk to him for a bit, and that was really nice, and a reliever of stress.
So tomorrow is the last day of school. Then a test on Friday, and one on Monday. But tomorrow should be cool, because first of all, I have nothing to do in Chemistry for once. I finally figured out what my cation (pronounced: CAT-eye-on, hehehehe) was after working on it for about a week. Kreider told me not to start the anion (anne-eye-on) one because I'd never finish in a period and a half. And it's not affecting my grade, so I just got 100% on the cation, and that makes me happy. The test is going to fuck me anally though. Studying won't help me at this point, so I'm not going to bother, I guess I'll just have to bend over and make the most of it, it's my only choice! Whatever. I have to take a 50 point English test though, so hopefully that goes alright. Probably won't, LOL. In Art we're finishing up our gargoyles (mine looks like a first grader did it, because if I were to make it look really awesome, which was my intention, I would have needed another 2 weeks or so. It's horrendous, and I can't wait to smash it!). I don't have any more Comparative Religions (thank god--the past week has been filled with movies that were SO boring. Today during the movie I wrote a note to Sinclair, since Hannah requested it. But I had planned on writing her one anyway.) My last gym class was yesterday, so all we're doing tomorrow is cleaning out our lockers and doing a teacher evaluation. Yay. Haha. I get a guilt-free study hall nap sixth period, and who knows what we're doing in math. Haha.
And now it's time to reflect the school year:
I started out the year in a wave of sadness and depression, because of my shitty summer. After what happened with Alex and Woody, I wasn't looking forward to facing people. The year started off like last year did, just...bleh. Then I made the mistake of taking a certain asshole to Homecoming. And then there was the whole John mess...haha. Never again will I pull something like THAT. Grrrr. Then I got fucked over YET AGAIN by Woody. And I realized that he's truly not the person he comes out to be. He's...I don't even know how to describe it. December brought more depression, which led into January, in which time I got slapped in the face by reality, and met Robbie that same weekend. And ever since that happened, I have been truly happy. Happier, I think, than I have ever been in my entire life, and I mean that. I got accepted to CTC, so now I can fulfill my lifelong dream of having my very own hair salon--wherever I may end up (Canada, Australia, etc). And Robbie has saved my life. I never knew it was possible to love someone so deeply, as I love him. So, in the long run, the year of 2003 in the life of Kristi was a year of pure hell and nonsense. It was a waste of my breath and my life and my tears. But so far, the first half of 2004 has been absolutely amazing. And I'd love to finish out the year on this note...
It's summertime guys!
So tomorrow is the last day of school. Then a test on Friday, and one on Monday. But tomorrow should be cool, because first of all, I have nothing to do in Chemistry for once. I finally figured out what my cation (pronounced: CAT-eye-on, hehehehe) was after working on it for about a week. Kreider told me not to start the anion (anne-eye-on) one because I'd never finish in a period and a half. And it's not affecting my grade, so I just got 100% on the cation, and that makes me happy. The test is going to fuck me anally though. Studying won't help me at this point, so I'm not going to bother, I guess I'll just have to bend over and make the most of it, it's my only choice! Whatever. I have to take a 50 point English test though, so hopefully that goes alright. Probably won't, LOL. In Art we're finishing up our gargoyles (mine looks like a first grader did it, because if I were to make it look really awesome, which was my intention, I would have needed another 2 weeks or so. It's horrendous, and I can't wait to smash it!). I don't have any more Comparative Religions (thank god--the past week has been filled with movies that were SO boring. Today during the movie I wrote a note to Sinclair, since Hannah requested it. But I had planned on writing her one anyway.) My last gym class was yesterday, so all we're doing tomorrow is cleaning out our lockers and doing a teacher evaluation. Yay. Haha. I get a guilt-free study hall nap sixth period, and who knows what we're doing in math. Haha.
And now it's time to reflect the school year:
I started out the year in a wave of sadness and depression, because of my shitty summer. After what happened with Alex and Woody, I wasn't looking forward to facing people. The year started off like last year did, just...bleh. Then I made the mistake of taking a certain asshole to Homecoming. And then there was the whole John mess...haha. Never again will I pull something like THAT. Grrrr. Then I got fucked over YET AGAIN by Woody. And I realized that he's truly not the person he comes out to be. He's...I don't even know how to describe it. December brought more depression, which led into January, in which time I got slapped in the face by reality, and met Robbie that same weekend. And ever since that happened, I have been truly happy. Happier, I think, than I have ever been in my entire life, and I mean that. I got accepted to CTC, so now I can fulfill my lifelong dream of having my very own hair salon--wherever I may end up (Canada, Australia, etc). And Robbie has saved my life. I never knew it was possible to love someone so deeply, as I love him. So, in the long run, the year of 2003 in the life of Kristi was a year of pure hell and nonsense. It was a waste of my breath and my life and my tears. But so far, the first half of 2004 has been absolutely amazing. And I'd love to finish out the year on this note...
It's summertime guys!