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Friday evening.
Jess was *supposed* to come over, but her mommy made her not. Maybe it was all for the best: we both got the rest we needed...and we got packed. She stopped by before practice to...uum...see me. (for a few seconds) And drop off her present. :)
Saturday:
I rise at three in the morning because I know my hair will take forever. I have a killer headache. Fuck this, I think, I'm eating a banana and taking some painkiller. Unfortunately, I must prepare myself for forensics with a splitting headache. It wasn't till I got to the bus that it really went away. I forgot my pillow and my gray fuzzy blanket for nappies.
Forensics piece was...mmm...okay. I feel like I'm almost to the point where I can actually do it decently...but apparently I need a new pair of pants. We're not talking about this, because Fleury decided to make a scene about it. In the Chelsea High School commons. And she complains about ME making scenes! RAR!
I heart Brendan...heeheehee.
Alyssa made it to semis, and so half the room in her semi round was an Alyssa cheering section. I think we kinda scared the other people. Whatever, it's our job.
And I made friends! Sam goes to Groves, Lea goes to Seaholm (I think?) and Kaitlin goes to...Sarah's church? Well, anyways, Sarah now wants to go to church because Kaitlin is a single lesbian and Sarah is...well...Sarah. *shrug* I could say something. But I'm not going to! (Was that ever evil!) ^__^
Uum...uum...it's not cool when people yell on the bus, evidently. :-p
So when I got home, it was all good, I ate really fast, called my mommy, called Jess and made loose plans for tomorrow. She's going to call me at a time when normal people are awake and finalize things. I know I'm taking her to dinner, but what we do before and after that I said was up to her. So she went to ask her parents. Yeas. We'll see. Fun times though.
Then I went to bed, for seven hours. And then I woke up. Tada. Here I am.
Feh...now that my water glass is empty, I'm still thirsty...must get more, as this was the whole motivation for waking up.
Jess was *supposed* to come over, but her mommy made her not. Maybe it was all for the best: we both got the rest we needed...and we got packed. She stopped by before practice to...uum...see me. (for a few seconds) And drop off her present. :)
Saturday:
I rise at three in the morning because I know my hair will take forever. I have a killer headache. Fuck this, I think, I'm eating a banana and taking some painkiller. Unfortunately, I must prepare myself for forensics with a splitting headache. It wasn't till I got to the bus that it really went away. I forgot my pillow and my gray fuzzy blanket for nappies.
Forensics piece was...mmm...okay. I feel like I'm almost to the point where I can actually do it decently...but apparently I need a new pair of pants. We're not talking about this, because Fleury decided to make a scene about it. In the Chelsea High School commons. And she complains about ME making scenes! RAR!
I heart Brendan...heeheehee.
Alyssa made it to semis, and so half the room in her semi round was an Alyssa cheering section. I think we kinda scared the other people. Whatever, it's our job.
And I made friends! Sam goes to Groves, Lea goes to Seaholm (I think?) and Kaitlin goes to...Sarah's church? Well, anyways, Sarah now wants to go to church because Kaitlin is a single lesbian and Sarah is...well...Sarah. *shrug* I could say something. But I'm not going to! (Was that ever evil!) ^__^
Uum...uum...it's not cool when people yell on the bus, evidently. :-p
So when I got home, it was all good, I ate really fast, called my mommy, called Jess and made loose plans for tomorrow. She's going to call me at a time when normal people are awake and finalize things. I know I'm taking her to dinner, but what we do before and after that I said was up to her. So she went to ask her parents. Yeas. We'll see. Fun times though.
Then I went to bed, for seven hours. And then I woke up. Tada. Here I am.
Feh...now that my water glass is empty, I'm still thirsty...must get more, as this was the whole motivation for waking up.