Sep 22, 2005 21:12
Hmm. There's not really much for me to talk about. But I guess I'll try. I remember the good old days when we all wrote on this damn site about three times per day. Now I'm lucky to write once every two or three....
Life has been weird the past few days, and I can't ever really explain why. I haven't been quite as down, but I don't know if it's because I'm happier or if it's because things have been so warped that I can't put my emotions into proportion. I think it's because ISTEP testing was going on. It messes with everyone's schedules and karma and all that good shizzel.
Eww...back to regular school tomorrow. That means I have to go to pre-calculus and listen to Mrs. Harmon squall about math shit that translates to my brain like this: pi is tasty. Lines are fun to draw. Graphs kinda sounds like giraffes. You get the point. It makes about as much sense to me as fat people in hot air balloons (good idea???? I never thought so...)....Oh God, I think I'm having a rambling day.
Raise your hand if you want to marry me......*waits patiently*.....
I think I hurt all over.
I really wish I had something cool to talk about.
Since both the Native Americans and Puritans who were beaten with sticks won't help me out, I guess I will have to go and beat the Jamestown people with sticks myself.
Outie, Inie, In-betweenie....
*courtney