Oct 23, 2005 17:11
wow lifes pretty good for the most part all a's except for bio which means like more than a 4. for this marking period so the parents cant be on my back soccers finally over we kicked some major but at our last game shouldve kicked a few peope off from the beginning and after me and my mommy spent some quallity bonding time together because i didnt feel like going anywhere and pretending to like people i dont in a hypocratical way becasue i talk about how fake they are behind their backs
at the mongolian bbq some waiter proceeded to put one of those things you put on the table under your drink to keep it from making a ring on top of my head which said and i quote " if you give me your number your foods on the house " may i ask how creepy and desperate is this especally since i hadn't showered since friday, but none the less i gave him a fake one becasue im a sucker for free food especially if its mongolian, hope hes not too mad if its some ex con that answers the phone when he calls! i feel really wierd latley because its starting to really sink in that some of the people i see every day im never gonna see again in less than two years!! gosh seinoridis already ive grown up a lot im over the whole beind freinds with people who really bug me just because im supposed to be like people i was really close with but never hang out with aymore and im soooooo over the drama of everyone but as i said im really happy except for the whole boys thing as always it comes down to them: why does it always have to be one way or another i wish we could just go back to when we were little and used to play house in your basement and in eight grade when we snuck into your parents liquor cabinet and got drunk of like one shot back to when we were seven and had our first kiss if that really counts , why can we not hang now that things have changed you "like me" but i dont feel the same way
everything always comes down to boys! cant live with or without them
good luck on report cards...... dont let your parents see them