nothing as usual
Well, once again, nothing is going on. I'm bored as hell, and my life is getting increasingly hectic. My French teacher is giving us more and more work, and the trimester ends after school tomorrow, so I've decided to give up on that course. I'm most likely gonna end up in a classroom over the summer whether I like it or not, so there's no point in trying. 30 years from now, no one's gonna give a shit whether you got in the top ten of your class or not. I mean, I'm number 6 right now, so I don't think I'll fall too far. Hey, it was my mom's dream, not mine. I couldn't care less one way or the other. Aaaaaanywayz, oh my god, last night was awesome. I told my parents that I had play practice a 1/2 hour early, and I snuck over to Ricky's in my car...and we made out in his bedroom on his couch/bed. And, I have a HUGE hicky on my stomach which I've named, "the mark of Ricky." Too bad it wasn't in the shape of a P or I could call it "the mark of the Peccato" (for those of you who dunno-it is one of the symbols of a fallen angel). Also, I'm not getting a tattoo with a skull anymore. Instead, I'm getting a pentagram with four swords through it making an eight point star. Heh heh. Yeah, that'll be awesome. Ricky likes the idea. He might get one as well-only he's getting a bleeding heart. He drew it for me yesterday. He said that if he gets it, its main purpose will be to get me to stop cutting, which is REALLY seet of him. Sigh-just 8 more days til the choir trip. Now, I g2g. TBC...