Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me...
Today was really not that bad. I'm totally getting in touch with my freshman side this semester. First period has all of 3 sophomores in it. me jenn and chelsie. not bad, I don't mind freshman. I don't mind all of them. Jocelyn Sarah and Macy however, I do mind. second period is absolutely fabulous of coarse. I get to see all my wonderful fabulous favoritist people in the whole wide world. Harold, Stevie, Jp and Eric, Tom, MELINDER. no clay. I saw him in the hall. I was sad. he's in jazz band. I ran in to a dilemna today. All-district tryouts vs. Swim-a-thon. if it comes down to a choice I don't even hafta think about it. I know where my priorities lie and in the end Stiles is still my favorite teacher and I'll still hate paul and and I'll be laughing at someone who thinks swimming is important. oh celebrated the birthday today. I kinda felt like everyone blew me off. no offense to anyone I'm not tryin to make you feel bad, I know you didn't mean to. but I just felt like nobody cared that it was kinda important to me. and some people didn't even have very important excuses. or none at all. and I felt like no one cared. I got car keys. and I got "perks of being a wallflower" and a new watch, I needed that. various other things. it was nice. still a bit lonely, not sure what I want. I didn't even make a wish on my candle...