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okay, so listen up people!!!
i am tottaly grounded. for like umm life. if my dad catches me on this, my ass is so tosted. so its partily because i'm bitching about choseing a high school. i don't want to go to mcarther tech, but we have to move, and my room is tottaly trashed. and i mean trashed! than i brought home an interm with 3 Ds, math science and lit. in lit i'm screwed. science, i chatted with mrs.percopo, and brought that bitch up to a b. and as for math, well thank god for extra credit. mrs.gurdak tottaly rocks, and not just because her daughter is my bff, or that she held an awesome dance party, or that she lets me and ashlee get away with like everything, but because, unlike the outher teachers, shes there to help me. i talked it over with her and she said she'd give back our test to fix the mistakes. whoo!
and for the record, all the rest of my grades were A's. thats what get my mom so mad, i do all the work and i put forth effort, but "not enough". i say fuck that, because her yelling at me olny wants me to fail.
so i have to get my room cleaned, and do good on my math quiz tommarow, which i get 100s on anyhow so i shouldn't be out to long.
end of the year feild trip is thursday, we are going to islands of adventure, probaly going to be in mrs.gurdaks group with, of corse, kamalla, ashlee, dea, and alli. some people allredy know the groups, and jonny ottaly screwed it up from what i heard, so i am not getting my hopes high.
oh, and you know the little brother, casey. on his interm, he brought back a 33% in math, and a 30% in science. wich i know for a fact is b.s. because he can do my math homework, not really, hes just good at math, we all are, but any how, hes good at this stuff. he's just turn into a gambeboy freek. so me and him have to have a chat, and keep him off the path of my 5-7th grade path of failer. looking back, i wish i did put forth the efort, i am finding out that i can do alot of stuff. like, i accutly understand, and that it comes easy to me, rather than hurry up and memorizing the shit 10 min befor the test.
so thats my life. i think i shall use this time of groundedness to catch up on my short story, an ode to a gracios liar, which i gave up on after i got a major case of writers block when i went through the hole thing with kyle and brandon. which i should't have mentoned, because people are going to find out. ehh fuck it, that was so long ago.
oh and jimmy's new way of saying high to me consist of holding me upside down by my ankles. he says its to help me grow. fuck that, i like being short, i can see up peoples noses, lol but 5'2 1/2 isn't that bad (thats with my school shoes on, and the heal is kinda thick. okay 3 inces but don't ruin my fun.)
one last thing, my dad made me laugh, and get into a caughing fit, hcih mmy chest still hurts from. anyhow, i was in my room jamming, and i think mcr was playing at the time, and he came in to use the computer, lol he turns to me and goes, turn this shit off, i go hells naw padrea, my room my rules. kinda like in the car where you force us to listen to "big 106, home of clasic rock" and so he was forced to listen to it. and when he was done, he gose, you listen to some pretty werid music. that tottaly brightend my night, it was qute funny. don't know why, the old me ould of been offend though, but who cares about her.
much love from the coolst chick you'll ever meet.
megzan!
i am tottaly grounded. for like umm life. if my dad catches me on this, my ass is so tosted. so its partily because i'm bitching about choseing a high school. i don't want to go to mcarther tech, but we have to move, and my room is tottaly trashed. and i mean trashed! than i brought home an interm with 3 Ds, math science and lit. in lit i'm screwed. science, i chatted with mrs.percopo, and brought that bitch up to a b. and as for math, well thank god for extra credit. mrs.gurdak tottaly rocks, and not just because her daughter is my bff, or that she held an awesome dance party, or that she lets me and ashlee get away with like everything, but because, unlike the outher teachers, shes there to help me. i talked it over with her and she said she'd give back our test to fix the mistakes. whoo!
and for the record, all the rest of my grades were A's. thats what get my mom so mad, i do all the work and i put forth effort, but "not enough". i say fuck that, because her yelling at me olny wants me to fail.
so i have to get my room cleaned, and do good on my math quiz tommarow, which i get 100s on anyhow so i shouldn't be out to long.
end of the year feild trip is thursday, we are going to islands of adventure, probaly going to be in mrs.gurdaks group with, of corse, kamalla, ashlee, dea, and alli. some people allredy know the groups, and jonny ottaly screwed it up from what i heard, so i am not getting my hopes high.
oh, and you know the little brother, casey. on his interm, he brought back a 33% in math, and a 30% in science. wich i know for a fact is b.s. because he can do my math homework, not really, hes just good at math, we all are, but any how, hes good at this stuff. he's just turn into a gambeboy freek. so me and him have to have a chat, and keep him off the path of my 5-7th grade path of failer. looking back, i wish i did put forth the efort, i am finding out that i can do alot of stuff. like, i accutly understand, and that it comes easy to me, rather than hurry up and memorizing the shit 10 min befor the test.
so thats my life. i think i shall use this time of groundedness to catch up on my short story, an ode to a gracios liar, which i gave up on after i got a major case of writers block when i went through the hole thing with kyle and brandon. which i should't have mentoned, because people are going to find out. ehh fuck it, that was so long ago.
oh and jimmy's new way of saying high to me consist of holding me upside down by my ankles. he says its to help me grow. fuck that, i like being short, i can see up peoples noses, lol but 5'2 1/2 isn't that bad (thats with my school shoes on, and the heal is kinda thick. okay 3 inces but don't ruin my fun.)
one last thing, my dad made me laugh, and get into a caughing fit, hcih mmy chest still hurts from. anyhow, i was in my room jamming, and i think mcr was playing at the time, and he came in to use the computer, lol he turns to me and goes, turn this shit off, i go hells naw padrea, my room my rules. kinda like in the car where you force us to listen to "big 106, home of clasic rock" and so he was forced to listen to it. and when he was done, he gose, you listen to some pretty werid music. that tottaly brightend my night, it was qute funny. don't know why, the old me ould of been offend though, but who cares about her.
much love from the coolst chick you'll ever meet.
megzan!