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im home from school early. i love it. one pm dismissal every third wednesday of the month. but its still late. i got home around one:thirty.. i usually get home at three:thirty. [ big woop ]
ew i wrote that up there when i first got home from school, then i ended up getting off the puter and falling asleep.
anyway, tuesday was cool i guess. i was cold, but then again i wasnt. thats because i was prepared. i had on.. a lot of clothes lets just say. lol.
at lunch sal was messing with me. as always. i dont know why he only messes with me. he was asking me for something [ i forget what it was ] and he was sqeezin my thigh. i was like 'dont touch me' and he did it again, so i said 'dont touch my thigh' and he was like 'oh thats your weak spot huh' and he was like 'yes it issss' and kept sqeezing it. damn molester. i was like 'umm nope, just a forbidden area'. lol, i dont even know where my weak spot is.
i cant really remember what happened. i know they were telling me to change the radio station on the bus -- and my butt was all in the air. i didnt want everyone to see or be lookin at my no-butt. lol. it was funny though cause brittany was like 'damn look at that ass' in a boyish voice. i sat down so quick. [ i tried to cover my butt with my jacket but it kept falling ] i didnt know who said it for like.. five minutes. hehe.
nobody was on the bus on the way home. i was happy about that. my bus driver went a different way and i got home at three. woop.
today was okay. i looked a mess. ew ew i was highly upset because of that. my bus got to school late so i didnt get to have breakfast or just walk around the halls.
today was my last day having a lunch. now i have b lunch. i know a lot more people in there so thats cool, but i just started liking a lunch. and i have to wait like thirty minutes longer to eat lunch. [ thats too long, i be hungry ]
james was messing with my hair today. lol, that boy needs help, i swear it. stephanie said she had a dream about him.. oh my. daaamnit. everyone likes him. i need to get gena to ask him who he likes. thats his best friend.
theres this dress at old navy that i want that makes me want to go to homecoming. i still have a chance -- i think. im not sure. im going to cry. lol. man. this is even more stressful than my eighth grade dinner dance. [ i think, cant remember ] i highly doubt ill go.
sorry i never have time to comment. is this entry long.. hmm. whatever. i need to do my homework because im trying to go to bed early. im talking to my sister right now and shes not being smart. anyway.. [ adios ]