the freckles in our eyes are mirror images, and when we kiss, they're perfectly aligned.
i'll break this entry down to two parts- good and not so good.
i'll whine and complain about my woes first:
-alright, so i'm fed up with this school stuff.
i'm failing chemistry still, and i have a d in geometry. i guess i'm not too bright with mathematics and science. it's no excuse, but i've got to get at least a d in chemistry, so i don't have to go to summer school.
-work is disgusting. i love the people that i work with, but i absolutely hate working at an ice cream place. i am fed up with the customers and their complaints. and i'm sick of my managers telling me that i'm making cones wrong, or that i give people too much ice cream, or the shit pay that i get for standing on my feet for six hours, working my ass off. i want to hostess in a nice restaurant, so i may move onto that next.
-i need to get a car, and because of my shit pay, i fear that i will not accomplish this goal by AT LEAST december of this year. it's a lot closer than i think.
-miss galinski needs to move out of the freehold teaching district because she is making my life miserable. i can honestly say that i hate her. we all throw around that word too often, but that poor excuse for a woman, makes me sick. and i know that plenty of people agree with me.
and i'll end it with the more plentiful and wonderful portions of my life:
-tyler. that's all i have to say because the name says it all. i'd just like to say how happy this boy makes me. i'm so deeply and truly in love. we've just hit the five month mark and i know we're going to be together for many more. he is my everything. ♥
-there are only twenty more days of school left, and twenty seven days total. summer vacation needs to come a little quicker, because i can hardly wait to spend my days with la boyfriend!
-i only have seven months and twelve days until i go for my driving test. oh, when that laminated piece of paper, that permits me to hit the road without any supervision, hits my hands, i am never going to be home. i'll be spending my time enjoying more than just howell and freehold. i can explore, and i can do so with the people i love most. i will be able to see tyler more often, and i will never have any problems with getting rides anywhere. fbsfbasfsafajwuiudhukkdfhhduidhksjdgmgewu! HURRY HURRY!
-i got my first hundred in chemistry, this year, on a quiz today. i was proud.
-i began shopping for tyler's gifts for our six month anniversary. i am happy to say that i was quite successful with the first item that i bought.
-i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler.
so, i promise i'm not usually grumpy, but the end of the school year is causing me to stress out. i apologize for any unusual behaviors and my rants on live journal.
143.
"and i have to speculate that God himself did make us into corresponding shapes, like puzzle pieces from the clay."
i'll whine and complain about my woes first:
-alright, so i'm fed up with this school stuff.
i'm failing chemistry still, and i have a d in geometry. i guess i'm not too bright with mathematics and science. it's no excuse, but i've got to get at least a d in chemistry, so i don't have to go to summer school.
-work is disgusting. i love the people that i work with, but i absolutely hate working at an ice cream place. i am fed up with the customers and their complaints. and i'm sick of my managers telling me that i'm making cones wrong, or that i give people too much ice cream, or the shit pay that i get for standing on my feet for six hours, working my ass off. i want to hostess in a nice restaurant, so i may move onto that next.
-i need to get a car, and because of my shit pay, i fear that i will not accomplish this goal by AT LEAST december of this year. it's a lot closer than i think.
-miss galinski needs to move out of the freehold teaching district because she is making my life miserable. i can honestly say that i hate her. we all throw around that word too often, but that poor excuse for a woman, makes me sick. and i know that plenty of people agree with me.
and i'll end it with the more plentiful and wonderful portions of my life:
-tyler. that's all i have to say because the name says it all. i'd just like to say how happy this boy makes me. i'm so deeply and truly in love. we've just hit the five month mark and i know we're going to be together for many more. he is my everything. ♥
-there are only twenty more days of school left, and twenty seven days total. summer vacation needs to come a little quicker, because i can hardly wait to spend my days with la boyfriend!
-i only have seven months and twelve days until i go for my driving test. oh, when that laminated piece of paper, that permits me to hit the road without any supervision, hits my hands, i am never going to be home. i'll be spending my time enjoying more than just howell and freehold. i can explore, and i can do so with the people i love most. i will be able to see tyler more often, and i will never have any problems with getting rides anywhere. fbsfbasfsafajwuiudhukkdfhhduidhksjdgmgewu! HURRY HURRY!
-i got my first hundred in chemistry, this year, on a quiz today. i was proud.
-i began shopping for tyler's gifts for our six month anniversary. i am happy to say that i was quite successful with the first item that i bought.
-i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler. i love tyler.
so, i promise i'm not usually grumpy, but the end of the school year is causing me to stress out. i apologize for any unusual behaviors and my rants on live journal.
143.
"and i have to speculate that God himself did make us into corresponding shapes, like puzzle pieces from the clay."