Sep 27, 2004 23:48
so homecoming week is going OK, i guess.
last night was fun. we all met up around 8:00 and drove to champaign and other crazy places to get mrs. allen. so that was pretty fun, other than eddie almost killing us on the highway and stupid dan veselak breaking one of mrs. allens glass decorations.
today effing sucked.
first off, i felt completely sick sore and tired all day. then i had stupid play practice, and then, TPing just completely sucked. it was OK for awhile, nowhere near as fun as last night, and then it just went downhill. we all stopped in the epiphany parking lot for some reason, and trevor and evan decide to BREAK IN to the epiphany cafeteria, STEAL a bunch of food, and all the boys proceeded to smash and scatter oreos, crackers, and cupcakes ALL OVER the epiphany parking lot. finally i snapped and was like you guys this is fucking bullshit, we're seniors, pick this shit up. so a bunch of the girls picked up some of the trash, and we went and half-assed mr. taber's yard. every one just decided to go home, but me jessie claire lauren sarah jenna and rachel decided to go back to the parking lot and clean up more. THOSE FUCKING MORONS LEFT CUPS FULL OF LIQUOR. it's like OK, let's set up a real good impression of the senior class. they also left friggin rolls of toilet paper everywhere so you know whoever found the mess would know it was us. i am so fucking sick of the boys in our class, and how nothing can be in good fun. there is always malicious intent, or appetite for detruction. also, i'm so sick of everyone SMOKING ALL OVER THE PLACE and throwing their gross butts everywhere. can't we have fun without cigarettes or alcohol? why can't we just have good clean fun and be nice to eachother and RESPECT property??? i can't get over the level of immiturity in our class. marti and alyson talk about their sibling's classes and how every one got along so great and had so much fun, why the hell can't we be like that?
i'm not going TPing tomarrow. i don't feel like it, i have too much homework, i know i probly won't have a good time.
hopefully tomarrow will be better. we're dressing up as wizard of oz. and listen, people. just because i didn't spend ten bucks on a friggin tiara does NOT mean our outfits will suck. none of you have to deal with a firggin pain in the ass prom dress that you can't sit down in or drive in or do ANYTHING in, for that matter. i promise you, people will know that i am glenda. it will be ok. i'm sorry my mom doesn't give me money to buy stuff for homecoming.
i am so frustrated and angry right now, it's not safe for me to write anymore.