* return of the mac *
Yeah, so here I am, the only person in the computer lab at NESCOM, preparing for a class that gives me nightmares (or should) and I think I'm in the totally wrong seat, but of course I can't entirely remember.
I guess I'm way early, because nobody (and I mean nobody) else has stuff here and I haven't seen the hideous faces of any of my classmates (haha). Well, so far only one of them seems to be hideous, and of course, with me luck, it's the girl who sits next to me.
Um...
Jordan... Torrey just came in.
I wonder if he's in this class now?
L O L
I almost couldn't handle it.
He waved, but he didn't do his usual "wow I'm so happy to see you even though I only know you from a long time ago and the only two people you talk to from Brewer hate me" excited chatter.
Obviously, the girlfriend is /real/ or else he would have been on me, a girl he knows who is breathing, like butter on hot bread. I've never seen someone so desperate as he seemed when I went into TJ Maxx and More and he suggested that I go bowling with him.
Then, I saw him a day or two later with this fat girl at Appleby's.
It was funny.
I definitely think I belong in the row behind me, and I'll move in a minute.
Someone from my class is in here now. I don't know what's going on in class today, but according to the syllabus, we're going to be handing in two in-class assignments. Better than homework, but I don't know how to do what the teacher wants us to do just yet and it's kind of discouraging.
The dean just strolled on by.
I don't know if "dean" would be capitalized in that sense- anyone know?
God I hate all these new alternative "punk" guys with their hair helmeted down and then flipped up all around. It's hideous. It's so That 70s Show.
.oO, haha, Jordan, Torrey just came back in to get some paper he'd printed off in another room.
I can't believe a beautiful girl like you dated such a dorkus.
You are DEFINITELY in your league now :) Thank God for Dick... in so many senses of the word (ha ha ha)... Sorry, his name is too perfect, I just had to throw one thing in there... I've restrained myself now, though.
My chapstick is burning my upper lip along the line where the lip meets with facial flesh.
Oh here comes "Ashton" hahaha. Nice hair- PSYCH!
I think Anna would mock it with me :) She's punk enough to recognize a poser.
Yeah, this is a long and senseless journal entry and probably nobody will appreciate it.
I hope the red headed bitch doesn't sit next to me. That's all I have to say.
Oh, and of course, I love you, Beau, if you ever read this :)
I guess I'm way early, because nobody (and I mean nobody) else has stuff here and I haven't seen the hideous faces of any of my classmates (haha). Well, so far only one of them seems to be hideous, and of course, with me luck, it's the girl who sits next to me.
Um...
Jordan... Torrey just came in.
I wonder if he's in this class now?
L O L
I almost couldn't handle it.
He waved, but he didn't do his usual "wow I'm so happy to see you even though I only know you from a long time ago and the only two people you talk to from Brewer hate me" excited chatter.
Obviously, the girlfriend is /real/ or else he would have been on me, a girl he knows who is breathing, like butter on hot bread. I've never seen someone so desperate as he seemed when I went into TJ Maxx and More and he suggested that I go bowling with him.
Then, I saw him a day or two later with this fat girl at Appleby's.
It was funny.
I definitely think I belong in the row behind me, and I'll move in a minute.
Someone from my class is in here now. I don't know what's going on in class today, but according to the syllabus, we're going to be handing in two in-class assignments. Better than homework, but I don't know how to do what the teacher wants us to do just yet and it's kind of discouraging.
The dean just strolled on by.
I don't know if "dean" would be capitalized in that sense- anyone know?
God I hate all these new alternative "punk" guys with their hair helmeted down and then flipped up all around. It's hideous. It's so That 70s Show.
.oO, haha, Jordan, Torrey just came back in to get some paper he'd printed off in another room.
I can't believe a beautiful girl like you dated such a dorkus.
You are DEFINITELY in your league now :) Thank God for Dick... in so many senses of the word (ha ha ha)... Sorry, his name is too perfect, I just had to throw one thing in there... I've restrained myself now, though.
My chapstick is burning my upper lip along the line where the lip meets with facial flesh.
Oh here comes "Ashton" hahaha. Nice hair- PSYCH!
I think Anna would mock it with me :) She's punk enough to recognize a poser.
Yeah, this is a long and senseless journal entry and probably nobody will appreciate it.
I hope the red headed bitch doesn't sit next to me. That's all I have to say.
Oh, and of course, I love you, Beau, if you ever read this :)