Previously Hiatus-ing
Well, and now Im back, from outer space...bah. I dont know the rest of that song anyways. Well, I do, but not enough of it to end up typing it 0_o
Ive made some discoveries lately. Theyre "deep" in my head, but once I type them out, any money on how stupid they will sound. Here we go.
Girls are atrocious. I hope by the time I reach grade ten, they will have grown up. Theyre so petty, and juivenile. Okay. We can all be juivenile, but god! Some of them....
I love Panic! At The Disco. I told one person about them. They are now considered "hot and in". It's killing me. Really, killing me.
I might fail this year. Okay, well, maybe not. But I have been studying so hard, doing so much homework...It seems just when I catch up, they load something else on. It's horrible. We have a huge math test tomorrow. Im terrified, but I think I'll pass. Next day, a even huger, if thats a word, Science test. Bah. I dont understand anything. Really. It's all in french, which wouldnt be a problem, but I find it impossible to study. Im not sure what is wrong with me...
Pretty much everyone is quitting Autonomous. They say they dont like the teacher. I like her a lot, and dont plan to quit, which is a good thing, I suppose.
Stalking is scary. My friends, are obsessed with this "goth" boy named Brett. I feel pretty bad for him. They follow him, wrote a few extremely long stories about him, stare at him betewn classes...And have only talked to him three times. They have him on MSN, but its not the same as talking for real, you know?
French verbs suck. I hate them. Detest even. Ugh. Words cannot descibe how I feel on this. There are so many different conjugations, and its so confsuing.
Boys suck. Especially, when the guy you still hopelessly have liked for the past SIX MONTHS sits behind you in the cafeteria. It is extemely tough to behave normally.
I should have tried out for the basketball team. Ive saw some of their games, and woosh! I may suck, but I so would have made a spot on that team.
I need to learn how to type with more than two fingers. Because after Ive typed this much, it hurts. A lot.
I'll write tomorrow, I think. But dont wait up on it.
[Birthday in nine days =]
Ive made some discoveries lately. Theyre "deep" in my head, but once I type them out, any money on how stupid they will sound. Here we go.
Girls are atrocious. I hope by the time I reach grade ten, they will have grown up. Theyre so petty, and juivenile. Okay. We can all be juivenile, but god! Some of them....
I love Panic! At The Disco. I told one person about them. They are now considered "hot and in". It's killing me. Really, killing me.
I might fail this year. Okay, well, maybe not. But I have been studying so hard, doing so much homework...It seems just when I catch up, they load something else on. It's horrible. We have a huge math test tomorrow. Im terrified, but I think I'll pass. Next day, a even huger, if thats a word, Science test. Bah. I dont understand anything. Really. It's all in french, which wouldnt be a problem, but I find it impossible to study. Im not sure what is wrong with me...
Pretty much everyone is quitting Autonomous. They say they dont like the teacher. I like her a lot, and dont plan to quit, which is a good thing, I suppose.
Stalking is scary. My friends, are obsessed with this "goth" boy named Brett. I feel pretty bad for him. They follow him, wrote a few extremely long stories about him, stare at him betewn classes...And have only talked to him three times. They have him on MSN, but its not the same as talking for real, you know?
French verbs suck. I hate them. Detest even. Ugh. Words cannot descibe how I feel on this. There are so many different conjugations, and its so confsuing.
Boys suck. Especially, when the guy you still hopelessly have liked for the past SIX MONTHS sits behind you in the cafeteria. It is extemely tough to behave normally.
I should have tried out for the basketball team. Ive saw some of their games, and woosh! I may suck, but I so would have made a spot on that team.
I need to learn how to type with more than two fingers. Because after Ive typed this much, it hurts. A lot.
I'll write tomorrow, I think. But dont wait up on it.
[Birthday in nine days =]