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hey there, just got home from a pretty fun night. first to woodrow diner, then to the muddy cup. i kinda split the group up which i apologize for. for some reason whenever watching a movie is suggested, i never want to. I guess i'm not much of a movie person. I like to watch movies by myself. Coincidentally we ran into Monica and a friend at the Muddy Cup. Of course, I was with the appropriate company, steph and jackie. Oh man, i was glad we helped out poor Monica and her friend from the creepy thirty year old men hitting on them. that was sad, brotha. me and Dan agreed to kill each other if we ever turn into dudes like them.
after school i ate lunch with thom, steph, and courtney at andrew's diner. that was unexpected but cool. yet again i was paid for. I need work, fool. i just don't want it. When we split up I told Steph I would hang out with her later (hence our meeting at the woodrow diner and then to the muddy cup). I feel like i've been very unbalanced in our friendship lately so I couldn't say no. we were gonna do a social studies project together, but I kinda bailed on it and did nothing. Plus i never resolved the issue of not fully expressing my appreciation for that gift she made me. my poor steph. I love hugging her. it just feels right. for some reason i think she's like my mom or something (woah...).
courtney was out on some double date thingy tonight, which sucked. cuz i really wanted to hang out with her. i really don't mind the fact she's hanging out with ex-boyfriends and such, whatever she wants. I'm in no position to say anything and I would do the same thing if I felt like I wanted to. I will ask her to the prom tomorrow. I have a feeling things might not go well - between her on and off again thing with her ex-boyfriend and her already set limo, I don't know if it'll work out. I wasn't going to ask her at all if Tami was coming in our limo, but she isn't, she's not going at all actually. ya know, i can't believe how much I would put my happiness on the line for that girl, its ridiculous, she wouldn't do that for me. bah
Yesterday was another cheesy little jazz band trip at the Excelsior Grand. I got to come to the first two periods of school all snazzy looking in my shirt, tie and dress pants (to quote Vin). In poli sci Laura gave me some great baked goods to sample. God, she makes me upset to this day. I mean I'm over that or whatever, but I can't believe she never acknowledged anything I said after I gave her a second chance and went so out of my way to tell her how i felt. I couldn't help but think of some mini-headline "Mean girl makes mean baked goods" to make me laugh to myself. Anyway, at the Excelsior Grand the jazz band was basically there to play entrance music for some old people function. Even after going to the trip I still don't really know what the purpose of that funcion was. Some senior citizens' community meeting or something, it's actually not important at all. We played for like 40 minutes, it was pretty ghetto. Me, Jeff, and that kid Mark who everyone hates (he's not so bad) smoked in the parking lot immediately after we finished playing. It was a pretty risky move. The more we smoke, the less paranoid we get and thats actually not good. The place was full of cops and the chefs were looking right at us and smiling. Of course, since we were out smoking, we missed the food that we were being served inside. It was devastating at the time, heh. I guess it really wasn't worth it. I was so immensely burnt. the worst i've ever been, which is really bad. I got home at 1:30. I slept from 2 - 8. then saw a note that steph had called, her line was busy, went online. stayed online for about an hour and then slept until 7 in the morning. That is just not healthy people - that is too much sleep. I think its time for another pact-a-roo with myself. I think I'm gonna go all of May without smoking....maybe...it sounds like a good idea.
Tomorrow I have to go to a sweet 16 for Miranda's sister, Katrina. It should be fun. Tim and Jared will be there. It will be interesting. I hope this really cute racewalker girl from track is there, I would love to attempt to hit on her. I think I'll bring over some food from Dairy Palace too. It's about time.
Sunday I have a track meet at Midwood High School, which I've heard is in the Bronx. I'm really not bothered. At least I'll be forced to stay out of the house on a Sunday and maybe that won't make it so bad.
I need a real abstract, deep-thought filled opinion on some particular subject soon. I haven't written one of those in a while. Those are the entries that make me feel all smart.
I think I'm done here, schmearls. buenas noches
after school i ate lunch with thom, steph, and courtney at andrew's diner. that was unexpected but cool. yet again i was paid for. I need work, fool. i just don't want it. When we split up I told Steph I would hang out with her later (hence our meeting at the woodrow diner and then to the muddy cup). I feel like i've been very unbalanced in our friendship lately so I couldn't say no. we were gonna do a social studies project together, but I kinda bailed on it and did nothing. Plus i never resolved the issue of not fully expressing my appreciation for that gift she made me. my poor steph. I love hugging her. it just feels right. for some reason i think she's like my mom or something (woah...).
courtney was out on some double date thingy tonight, which sucked. cuz i really wanted to hang out with her. i really don't mind the fact she's hanging out with ex-boyfriends and such, whatever she wants. I'm in no position to say anything and I would do the same thing if I felt like I wanted to. I will ask her to the prom tomorrow. I have a feeling things might not go well - between her on and off again thing with her ex-boyfriend and her already set limo, I don't know if it'll work out. I wasn't going to ask her at all if Tami was coming in our limo, but she isn't, she's not going at all actually. ya know, i can't believe how much I would put my happiness on the line for that girl, its ridiculous, she wouldn't do that for me. bah
Yesterday was another cheesy little jazz band trip at the Excelsior Grand. I got to come to the first two periods of school all snazzy looking in my shirt, tie and dress pants (to quote Vin). In poli sci Laura gave me some great baked goods to sample. God, she makes me upset to this day. I mean I'm over that or whatever, but I can't believe she never acknowledged anything I said after I gave her a second chance and went so out of my way to tell her how i felt. I couldn't help but think of some mini-headline "Mean girl makes mean baked goods" to make me laugh to myself. Anyway, at the Excelsior Grand the jazz band was basically there to play entrance music for some old people function. Even after going to the trip I still don't really know what the purpose of that funcion was. Some senior citizens' community meeting or something, it's actually not important at all. We played for like 40 minutes, it was pretty ghetto. Me, Jeff, and that kid Mark who everyone hates (he's not so bad) smoked in the parking lot immediately after we finished playing. It was a pretty risky move. The more we smoke, the less paranoid we get and thats actually not good. The place was full of cops and the chefs were looking right at us and smiling. Of course, since we were out smoking, we missed the food that we were being served inside. It was devastating at the time, heh. I guess it really wasn't worth it. I was so immensely burnt. the worst i've ever been, which is really bad. I got home at 1:30. I slept from 2 - 8. then saw a note that steph had called, her line was busy, went online. stayed online for about an hour and then slept until 7 in the morning. That is just not healthy people - that is too much sleep. I think its time for another pact-a-roo with myself. I think I'm gonna go all of May without smoking....maybe...it sounds like a good idea.
Tomorrow I have to go to a sweet 16 for Miranda's sister, Katrina. It should be fun. Tim and Jared will be there. It will be interesting. I hope this really cute racewalker girl from track is there, I would love to attempt to hit on her. I think I'll bring over some food from Dairy Palace too. It's about time.
Sunday I have a track meet at Midwood High School, which I've heard is in the Bronx. I'm really not bothered. At least I'll be forced to stay out of the house on a Sunday and maybe that won't make it so bad.
I need a real abstract, deep-thought filled opinion on some particular subject soon. I haven't written one of those in a while. Those are the entries that make me feel all smart.
I think I'm done here, schmearls. buenas noches