i had to do 45 push ups today. i went on break to get something to eat, and when i came back i said "there is no way i can do 45 push ups, i can't even do one on my knees!" and then my teacher said, "good because that guy did them all for you when you were on break." the details about this boy are he wears glasses, nothing draws your attention to him, he's tall, skinny, messed up teeth, and adorable. i never noticed him in my class until today, but now i can't stop looking at him. i made excuses to get up so i could see him on my way back to my seat. he got a 100 on the test today so he got to leave early, and i never got to say thanks. guh. oh and for all of you who are thinking "OH MY GOSH A 100 AND YOU LEAVE EARLY?!" you don't know how hard his test are. he's the first person EVER to get that grade on his tests. i remember the first test we took he said "all of you will fail." and all of us did.
i ran for freaking 8 MINUTES STRAIGHT today. fucking shit. that may not seem like a lot to you. but i'm unhealthy. i was scared if i stopped running i would die.
the "for me" stuff is just going to be stuff i can look back on in a few years and see what was going on, or whatever. it will be really redundant, so i suggest not reading it.
i met hilary, natalie, and eric at waffle house. hilary gave me her clam necklace. we drank coffee. they smoked their cigarettes, and i blew the smoke away from me with the fan i got hilary from hawaii. natalie bought all of us pie, and i ate hilarys. we walked to big lots, because cars are stupid. natalie and hilary got me a crapload of wonderful accessories. all of which i love dearly.
we ate my sub in the grass again today, and were late for class. woodstock is such a pretty school.