Is'nt it Delovely?
So basically I had a terrable day, aside from eating lunch with zoe, leilani, angela and hillary. But after a good long talk LOL with nathan I feel a little better. At least I don't have to run round in purple booty shorts. I must admit if it was up to me, I would eat nothing but baby food. I don't like chewing anymore. Hmmm, would you guys still talk to me if all I ate was baby food?
So, guy in my secound period. LACROSSE PLAYER! The jurys still out on whether he's hot or not, but still, STOKED OUT OF MY MIND at the thought of him in my class, even if it is a pro-yankee (whoopie!), pro-baseball, anti-lacrosse, softball, track, rugby and every other spring sport besides. But it's OK, cause' my teacher looks like Adam Sandler. My dad's buying me the Jim Brown biography, he was this great lacrosse player who turned football and became one of the best football players in the world, all because of lacrosse. Hmm, maybe he's pushing for me to play football....ha!
Oh man! I have the biggest crush in the world and it's making me tired. It's hard work being in love with someone you know. Oh, and for updaters I think Brandans a nast creep and a dick, 'cause he was making fun of Kelley V. and...well...we just can't have that. (Information recieved from inside scorces) He's my Napolion Dynamite buddy. I can't wait to start band. I just want to get it over with. Ugh. I feel ugly and stupid. I really hope this awkward ugly ducking feeling goes away, cause for these past few day, I have been suffering from intense bouts of low self esteem and self image. If I look kinda sloppy, it's cause I feel I look like crap.
"in the circuit, the frequency's breaking up. the speakers can barely move this is not a test! tune to the broadcast. witness the jetlag. look in the mirror. adjust the V-hold, shatter the lens. pull out the shards. choke on his words, caught in your throat. how long can the wheels maintain a spin, at this velocity? on every block, a reminder: you can't stop this intersection. at every turn, dead forests of tenements rise like antennas."
So, guy in my secound period. LACROSSE PLAYER! The jurys still out on whether he's hot or not, but still, STOKED OUT OF MY MIND at the thought of him in my class, even if it is a pro-yankee (whoopie!), pro-baseball, anti-lacrosse, softball, track, rugby and every other spring sport besides. But it's OK, cause' my teacher looks like Adam Sandler. My dad's buying me the Jim Brown biography, he was this great lacrosse player who turned football and became one of the best football players in the world, all because of lacrosse. Hmm, maybe he's pushing for me to play football....ha!
Oh man! I have the biggest crush in the world and it's making me tired. It's hard work being in love with someone you know. Oh, and for updaters I think Brandans a nast creep and a dick, 'cause he was making fun of Kelley V. and...well...we just can't have that. (Information recieved from inside scorces) He's my Napolion Dynamite buddy. I can't wait to start band. I just want to get it over with. Ugh. I feel ugly and stupid. I really hope this awkward ugly ducking feeling goes away, cause for these past few day, I have been suffering from intense bouts of low self esteem and self image. If I look kinda sloppy, it's cause I feel I look like crap.
"in the circuit, the frequency's breaking up. the speakers can barely move this is not a test! tune to the broadcast. witness the jetlag. look in the mirror. adjust the V-hold, shatter the lens. pull out the shards. choke on his words, caught in your throat. how long can the wheels maintain a spin, at this velocity? on every block, a reminder: you can't stop this intersection. at every turn, dead forests of tenements rise like antennas."