wow
being grounded isnt SO bad.
im grounded cuz my grades suck. in chemistry. i have to bring the grade up. from a 54% to a b.
when my mom told me i wasnt ALL THAT upset. like, my dad told me the conditions of my "grounding":
i can only go out one night a week until 11:00
no aim
have to work really hard
have to see a chemistry tutor 6 hours a week
blah, so what. i think its fair and i kinda agree i need to concentrate on grades. cuz thats what is gonna determine my future. and I DO have all summer to party. oh, and we know what kinda party its gonna be.
hah, when marc told me that he could only stay in europe for six weeks i got really happy and then i realized that was selfish. but thats what i am. marc is so cool. as is matt, but he works too much. loser. er, rich loser.
might as well lose in style, right? thats my motto.
marc and i went out friday and just hung out. lots of laughs. with his friend... matilda (?).... i cant remember her name. tho, i should because shes really cool. its jus.... girl names confuse me. we went uptown, had dinner. our personal trainer/waiter almost killed us for lighting a hair tie that emitted a horrible smell that filled the smoking section. we would have been kicked out if we werent already leaving. went to roeper for some cinco de mayo thing.... a little late. it was (interesting). i went to that school for three years for preschool. and now i realize, i guess im kinda happy i go to public school. i mean, the people and everything are really cool, but roeper is kinda set up so its more casual. i wouldnt go to school at all, id swear at all of my teachers. i just wouldnt be respectful to anyone. yah, id be a lot different. i think i would be a bad kid there. cuz i realized that i lose my inhibitions easily the more freedom i have. im really glad i didnt go. plus id be missing out on all my favorite peeps, right?! then royal oak. which was interesting. home by 11:00. ugh.
saturday i went to work, which sucked. i realized i worked for four hours to pay my $25 parking ticket and a pack of gum. but mommy still hands me money, so its not like i have to live off of $45/week.
meghan came over and we had a hellua time. wasnt supposed to leave the house at all, but i went out like three times for a cig break b4 meghan came over, went to sy thai with meg, and went to cvs. we watched qaf and just hung out. it was sooooooo nice of her to spend her crazy saturday night with sad old me. marc came over. which was nice of him. we started to walk my dog and then i remembered she didnt like black people. THAT was really embearessing. REALLY embearessing. but marc, i think, didnt care (i would have been). which is cool of him. like, i guess it takes a lot to offend him. and a 60 pound racist dalmation doesnt offend him. tho, he duly pointed out that she is part black.
ha.
today julianne and i are marching in some parade in birmingham. come see us. it should be a giggle.
zai jian (thats chinese for 'see again')
might as well use that for SOMETHING.
in other news, boys are confusing, especially a certain one (nono, not one ya'll know about).
im grounded cuz my grades suck. in chemistry. i have to bring the grade up. from a 54% to a b.
when my mom told me i wasnt ALL THAT upset. like, my dad told me the conditions of my "grounding":
i can only go out one night a week until 11:00
no aim
have to work really hard
have to see a chemistry tutor 6 hours a week
blah, so what. i think its fair and i kinda agree i need to concentrate on grades. cuz thats what is gonna determine my future. and I DO have all summer to party. oh, and we know what kinda party its gonna be.
hah, when marc told me that he could only stay in europe for six weeks i got really happy and then i realized that was selfish. but thats what i am. marc is so cool. as is matt, but he works too much. loser. er, rich loser.
might as well lose in style, right? thats my motto.
marc and i went out friday and just hung out. lots of laughs. with his friend... matilda (?).... i cant remember her name. tho, i should because shes really cool. its jus.... girl names confuse me. we went uptown, had dinner. our personal trainer/waiter almost killed us for lighting a hair tie that emitted a horrible smell that filled the smoking section. we would have been kicked out if we werent already leaving. went to roeper for some cinco de mayo thing.... a little late. it was (interesting). i went to that school for three years for preschool. and now i realize, i guess im kinda happy i go to public school. i mean, the people and everything are really cool, but roeper is kinda set up so its more casual. i wouldnt go to school at all, id swear at all of my teachers. i just wouldnt be respectful to anyone. yah, id be a lot different. i think i would be a bad kid there. cuz i realized that i lose my inhibitions easily the more freedom i have. im really glad i didnt go. plus id be missing out on all my favorite peeps, right?! then royal oak. which was interesting. home by 11:00. ugh.
saturday i went to work, which sucked. i realized i worked for four hours to pay my $25 parking ticket and a pack of gum. but mommy still hands me money, so its not like i have to live off of $45/week.
meghan came over and we had a hellua time. wasnt supposed to leave the house at all, but i went out like three times for a cig break b4 meghan came over, went to sy thai with meg, and went to cvs. we watched qaf and just hung out. it was sooooooo nice of her to spend her crazy saturday night with sad old me. marc came over. which was nice of him. we started to walk my dog and then i remembered she didnt like black people. THAT was really embearessing. REALLY embearessing. but marc, i think, didnt care (i would have been). which is cool of him. like, i guess it takes a lot to offend him. and a 60 pound racist dalmation doesnt offend him. tho, he duly pointed out that she is part black.
ha.
today julianne and i are marching in some parade in birmingham. come see us. it should be a giggle.
zai jian (thats chinese for 'see again')
might as well use that for SOMETHING.
in other news, boys are confusing, especially a certain one (nono, not one ya'll know about).