Thursday was pretty cool because Joe, Jenny, Beth, and I had our six pounds of gummy bears in english and we played a rather loud game of catch phrase in the back of the room. Friday's class period involved the same thing. Maybe english isn't so bad?
OH! KAYLA IS BACK! I'm so happy about this. I missed my bass clarinet buddy! I started working on cleaning clarinets in band today. Kristin's Ab key is absolutely disgusting. I'm excited to continue work on it on tuesday.
I went to school early and did balloons for Rob's birthday. I was nearly suffocated, but I'm kind of fond of balloons. SO. It's okay.
After school on Friday, I learned a valuable life lesson: HOW TO BREAK INTO THE PHYSICS ROOM. Except. It wasn't quite as exciting as breaking in.. Garrett and I managed to find keys. But, it still was pretty exciting. I had forgotten my letter jacket in McLean's room, and by like.. 1:33, his room was already locked up. And the entire school just like, shut down almost immediately. We finally found Mr. McLean guarding his corner and took his keys and got my jacket and returned his keys. But. between the cafeteria and the foyer, Garrett and I were stopped by SEVEN teachers demanding to know where we were going and why we were still in the building. Psh.
Addison drove me home. Sorta. He drove to my house, and I even entered my house. But. I did not actually come home until shortly before 1am. I spent several hours with Paul, Addison, and eventually Steve. It was a nice night. A really nice night.
Right now, however, I've pretty much been confronted with a situation I have desperately been trying to avoid for several months. Yet, at the same time, secretly hoping for. What it comes down to is.. I'm afraid. I'm terrified really. And for no good reason. It will all work out. I know it will. It always does. I'm just afraid of.. disappointment. Blagh.
The series of events that brought this about is pretty damn ironic. Yet, almost the way you could have predicted from the start. Almost. I almost feel like laughing. I think I should cry. I don't know what to make of all this going on in my mind. I feel myself giving in though. It's a slow and painful process.. But. I have to do it right? It's the only reasonable choice to make. I can't run from this. I run from everything else.
I'm so surprised at this. Looking at it now, it shouldn't seem that I would be. But. As Brian said at that basketball game.. I'm totally oblivious. I think tomorrow will go well. I have hope for it. I think I should be able to get this resolved, and by tomorrow night the uncertainty that I have should be gone.
my name:
Where did we meet:
Take a stab at my middle name:
How long have you known me:
When is the last time that we saw each other:
Do I smoke:
Do I drink:
Do I curse:
Do I believe in God:
When is my birthday:
What was your first impression of upon meeting me:
Color of my eyes:
Do I have any siblings:
What's one of my favorite things to do:
Am I funny:
Do you remember one of the first things I said to you:
What's my favorite type of music:
What is the best feature about me:
Am I shy or outgoing:
Am I a rebel or do I follow the rules:
Do I have any special talents:
Would you consider me a friend/good friend:
Have you ever seen me cry:
Are my parents still together:
If I had stuff stuck in my teeth would you tell me:
Have you ever hugged me:
Do you miss me...do you think i miss you:
What is my favorite food:
Have you ever had a crush on me:
If there was one good nickname for me, what would it be:
What's your favorite memory of me:
What is my worst habit:
If you and I were stranded on a desert island, what one thing would I bring?