Shopping and Pink Jelly Bellies
God, I’m so BORED. I’m waiting for my mom to get home at two, so we can go shopping. I still have some Barnes and Noble and Gordman’s gift cards left over that I need to use. And I need new shin guards for soccer. God only knows where my old ones are. I was getting my stuff together, because we’ve got open gym right after school on Monday. And then, after shopping, I’ve got Becca’s part tonight. We’re going to a hockey game! I’m excited, I’ve never been to a hockey game before. I hope someone beats someone up, that always looks exciting on TV.
You know what else I found out yesterday? Bonnie is refusing to wear shorts when we’re in Florida, because damn Alyssa VanDenHeuvel made some stupid comment about her legs. Now, first of all, Alyssa’s not even going to BE in Florida, so why does it matter? Secondly, why the hell is ALYSSA VANDENHEUVEL attacking BONNIE, of all people? Now, in g irl fighting, the only halfway acceptable instance to personally attack another person is when the first person has suffered some incredible grievance at the hands of the other person. I’m pretty sure that’s not what happened here. It’s so not cool that Alyssa basically destroyed Bonnie’s self-esteem in ONE SWOOP because she didn’t have anything better to do. I really don't like Alyssa. She’s so mean and catty, I can’t stand it. Plus, she talks really loud all through announcements in the morning, so I can’t hear ANYTHING. Andy and I were throwing cough drops at her head the other day, which caused us no end of amusement. Grr…I’m going to bitch slap that jerk on Monday…
Let’s see, what else is new? My arms look kind of gross, now that I’m looking at them (No, no particular reason). You want to know why? We’re doing group projects in American Studies (My sophomore class) and I got stuck with the two most irritating boys in the ENTIRE UNIVERSE. Fortunately, I had Stacey Schmidt in my group, and I like her. She’s always been really nice to me. We were working on our poster in the library yesterday, and Stacey went to go get something, so it was just me, Quinn, and Jared. Jared and Quinn all of a sudden wanted to start coloring someone’s face purple and their hair green, and I knew Stacey would have a cow if I let them do that while she was gone, so I put my hands over the little person. Stupid, immature creeps that they are, Quinn and Jared colored ALL OVER my arm with red marker. It looked so bad. I had to hold my sleeves over my hands and arms when I went to wash it off in the bathroom, because Stacey, God forbid, didn’t want the boys to get in trouble because they’d be kicked out of class and we’d have to finish up the poster by ourselves. That actually didn’t seem like such a bad thing to me, since Stacey and I were doing the whole project anyway, but what ever. I was in the bathroom for like ten minutes to try to wash the crap off. Kelsey Techlin was in a stall when I came in, and she freaked out when she came out because she thought I had b lood all of my arms. It was kind of funny, except I’m not supposed to use the soap at school because my hands swell up and get itchy. But what other choice did I have? I was so mad. Honestly, HOW old were those boys again?
I’m going to go. I FINALLY got my birthday present from my aunt Lynn, and she sent me a big book of new sheet music. Which is a good thing too, because I’m getting really sick of my Solo Ensemble work. I cussed out my metronome yesterday when I got annoyed by the clicking. Plus, she sent a big bag of pink Jelly Bellies, which everyone knows is my most vulnerable weakness. They’re soo yummy…There’s a few kinds of pink, and then vanilla and cherry, because it’s a Valentine’s mix, and they can’t just have pink. Yum. If anyone wanted to bribe me to do something, pink Jelly Bellies is the way to go.
XOXO
Abby
You know what else I found out yesterday? Bonnie is refusing to wear shorts when we’re in Florida, because damn Alyssa VanDenHeuvel made some stupid comment about her legs. Now, first of all, Alyssa’s not even going to BE in Florida, so why does it matter? Secondly, why the hell is ALYSSA VANDENHEUVEL attacking BONNIE, of all people? Now, in g irl fighting, the only halfway acceptable instance to personally attack another person is when the first person has suffered some incredible grievance at the hands of the other person. I’m pretty sure that’s not what happened here. It’s so not cool that Alyssa basically destroyed Bonnie’s self-esteem in ONE SWOOP because she didn’t have anything better to do. I really don't like Alyssa. She’s so mean and catty, I can’t stand it. Plus, she talks really loud all through announcements in the morning, so I can’t hear ANYTHING. Andy and I were throwing cough drops at her head the other day, which caused us no end of amusement. Grr…I’m going to bitch slap that jerk on Monday…
Let’s see, what else is new? My arms look kind of gross, now that I’m looking at them (No, no particular reason). You want to know why? We’re doing group projects in American Studies (My sophomore class) and I got stuck with the two most irritating boys in the ENTIRE UNIVERSE. Fortunately, I had Stacey Schmidt in my group, and I like her. She’s always been really nice to me. We were working on our poster in the library yesterday, and Stacey went to go get something, so it was just me, Quinn, and Jared. Jared and Quinn all of a sudden wanted to start coloring someone’s face purple and their hair green, and I knew Stacey would have a cow if I let them do that while she was gone, so I put my hands over the little person. Stupid, immature creeps that they are, Quinn and Jared colored ALL OVER my arm with red marker. It looked so bad. I had to hold my sleeves over my hands and arms when I went to wash it off in the bathroom, because Stacey, God forbid, didn’t want the boys to get in trouble because they’d be kicked out of class and we’d have to finish up the poster by ourselves. That actually didn’t seem like such a bad thing to me, since Stacey and I were doing the whole project anyway, but what ever. I was in the bathroom for like ten minutes to try to wash the crap off. Kelsey Techlin was in a stall when I came in, and she freaked out when she came out because she thought I had b lood all of my arms. It was kind of funny, except I’m not supposed to use the soap at school because my hands swell up and get itchy. But what other choice did I have? I was so mad. Honestly, HOW old were those boys again?
I’m going to go. I FINALLY got my birthday present from my aunt Lynn, and she sent me a big book of new sheet music. Which is a good thing too, because I’m getting really sick of my Solo Ensemble work. I cussed out my metronome yesterday when I got annoyed by the clicking. Plus, she sent a big bag of pink Jelly Bellies, which everyone knows is my most vulnerable weakness. They’re soo yummy…There’s a few kinds of pink, and then vanilla and cherry, because it’s a Valentine’s mix, and they can’t just have pink. Yum. If anyone wanted to bribe me to do something, pink Jelly Bellies is the way to go.
XOXO
Abby