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Ok... this is Ashlie in a bad mood. I will tell you why:
I wake up on time... everythings good. Take a shower, dry my forever long hair(UGH!), get ready for school and drive the 11.2 miles to McEachern from Dallas. Get into Spanish class and take notes and talk about World History and how Modern Art ties into it. I liked the discussion. It was very enlightening...
Anyway... the bell rings to go to 3rd block (Health), me and Ash Bash walk together. I love talking with her... she's fun. Anyway... I am almost to where I need to be to turn and go into CT where my health class is and who do I see smiling at me, walking towards me... DARRIN!!!! The one person in the world that I don't really like (with a passion that burns deep within my soul) right now. He has the nerve to say (and I do quote him) "Hey, Ashlie."... it would have been better if he hadn't have said anything to me, but he had to say, "Hey, Ashlie." WHAT THE CRAP!!!!! I turn around, give him a look that would kill and say in the meanest, shortest tone I have, "Hi." After that I keep walking , say to Ashley, "I'm freaking out right now, so I'll see you later." Walk very at a very quick pace to my class and sit down, take a drink of water (because I'm about to cry and hyperventilate), try to breath normally, and calm down. I get a little better right as the teacher says, "Today we will be starting a new unit... the Cycle of Life..." Ok... Ashlie can't have kids. This is a VERY VERY sensitive subject for me. I almost cry several times in the course of this class. The bell rings and I go to Chorus, hoping to God Darrin wasn't there. Darrin had the same chorus class as me when he was there... so I know he knows people in there that he would want to see. He wasn't there thank God. We sing and I relax... At lunch, Anna wasn't there. So, I sat alone. No biggy. Eatting alone doesn't bother me too much. Math class was after that. We had a test in there. Everything is fine, until I come upon this one trick question that the teacher desides to put on there. It was impossible... I knew that, but he kept saying, "There is a legitamate answer to this problem." I took that as it had a numerical value... it DIDN'T!!!! After I turn the test (of course being the first one done), with that problem blank, I ask him to tell me what the answer is. He tells me it is, "undefined" WHAT THE CRAP!!!! I get so frustrated with myself I want to kick something or make some type of LOUD noice, but I can't because everyone else is taking the test. I ask if I can go to the bathroom. He permitts me. I run into the bathroom, made sure that no one was in there, and just screamed and cried. Aftrer a few minuets of that, I went back to class and fell asleep until the bell rang. I had to do somethings before I went to Compton to help out in the ASP. So, I did them and went to Compton. ASP was the most usless time I have ever spent. I sat there for an hour listening to the ASP workers, who were each in the 19-23 year-old range, talk about what they would do after they got off from there. Every now and then, they would tell the kids to stop running and such... but didn't really pay attention to them. I left and went to work to get my check, praying that they wouldn't ask me to come in. I left and went to Swoozie's because my bag, which my mother had given me for Christmas, had brokem a few days ago and I got my money back. I left there and went to Daddy's house. And here I am... I have just finished eatting dinner, and want nothing more than something sweet, then bed. So I'm gunna go now. I hope your day was better than mine... Bye y'all!
PS: Sorry for being so icky... just had to vent somewhere sence someone I would usually vent to is at work and hasn't called me in 2 days... ::cough cough::
I wake up on time... everythings good. Take a shower, dry my forever long hair(UGH!), get ready for school and drive the 11.2 miles to McEachern from Dallas. Get into Spanish class and take notes and talk about World History and how Modern Art ties into it. I liked the discussion. It was very enlightening...
Anyway... the bell rings to go to 3rd block (Health), me and Ash Bash walk together. I love talking with her... she's fun. Anyway... I am almost to where I need to be to turn and go into CT where my health class is and who do I see smiling at me, walking towards me... DARRIN!!!! The one person in the world that I don't really like (with a passion that burns deep within my soul) right now. He has the nerve to say (and I do quote him) "Hey, Ashlie."... it would have been better if he hadn't have said anything to me, but he had to say, "Hey, Ashlie." WHAT THE CRAP!!!!! I turn around, give him a look that would kill and say in the meanest, shortest tone I have, "Hi." After that I keep walking , say to Ashley, "I'm freaking out right now, so I'll see you later." Walk very at a very quick pace to my class and sit down, take a drink of water (because I'm about to cry and hyperventilate), try to breath normally, and calm down. I get a little better right as the teacher says, "Today we will be starting a new unit... the Cycle of Life..." Ok... Ashlie can't have kids. This is a VERY VERY sensitive subject for me. I almost cry several times in the course of this class. The bell rings and I go to Chorus, hoping to God Darrin wasn't there. Darrin had the same chorus class as me when he was there... so I know he knows people in there that he would want to see. He wasn't there thank God. We sing and I relax... At lunch, Anna wasn't there. So, I sat alone. No biggy. Eatting alone doesn't bother me too much. Math class was after that. We had a test in there. Everything is fine, until I come upon this one trick question that the teacher desides to put on there. It was impossible... I knew that, but he kept saying, "There is a legitamate answer to this problem." I took that as it had a numerical value... it DIDN'T!!!! After I turn the test (of course being the first one done), with that problem blank, I ask him to tell me what the answer is. He tells me it is, "undefined" WHAT THE CRAP!!!! I get so frustrated with myself I want to kick something or make some type of LOUD noice, but I can't because everyone else is taking the test. I ask if I can go to the bathroom. He permitts me. I run into the bathroom, made sure that no one was in there, and just screamed and cried. Aftrer a few minuets of that, I went back to class and fell asleep until the bell rang. I had to do somethings before I went to Compton to help out in the ASP. So, I did them and went to Compton. ASP was the most usless time I have ever spent. I sat there for an hour listening to the ASP workers, who were each in the 19-23 year-old range, talk about what they would do after they got off from there. Every now and then, they would tell the kids to stop running and such... but didn't really pay attention to them. I left and went to work to get my check, praying that they wouldn't ask me to come in. I left and went to Swoozie's because my bag, which my mother had given me for Christmas, had brokem a few days ago and I got my money back. I left there and went to Daddy's house. And here I am... I have just finished eatting dinner, and want nothing more than something sweet, then bed. So I'm gunna go now. I hope your day was better than mine... Bye y'all!
PS: Sorry for being so icky... just had to vent somewhere sence someone I would usually vent to is at work and hasn't called me in 2 days... ::cough cough::