NOGRASSNOGRASSOHNO mmm.
Today was disappointing. I wanted to get my courses changed but I'm stuck in them unless I want to take English regular with Gelpke, which even the counselor admitted was a bad idea. So eff. I bought a slushie. I also had to hand in my homework from last week in to my math teacher who wasn't anywhere she said she would be so it's not my problem I guess. I also still have no idea what her name is and hate her class. Blooogh.
This morning as Debra and I were walking to my locker she said "oh no it's happening again" and fell right on her face. This is about the fifth time she's fainted since Thursday. Thursday was meningitis shots for the gr. 12's and right afterwards she said she felt sick and like she was drunk and fainted in the hallway. She did it again and had to go to hospital. Of course, she still went to the concert on Friday, where she passed out and had to be taken to hospital. She met some guy who had broken his arm though and now he's going to prom with her so it's all good. She shouldn't have been moshing though, tsk tsk. Anyway, MAYBE A CERTAIN DEBRA SHOULD BE GOING TO SEE A DOCTOR BEFORE SHE DIES OR ASPLODES. Anyway I gave her my cupcake this morning.
Anyway, in sewing today I started sewing my pants. We're supposed to be making retarded big boxers but I was like, fuckthisIwantpantsbitch so I had to alter the pattern all crazy so hopefully they'll be rad.
English was Englishy. The gr. 9's were touring the school and are probably traumatized now, thanks to Mr. Sharpe.
And apparently my hair makes me a crazy bitch. All the gangsters laughed at my mohawk, booh.
Narr, yesterday Alison, Deb, and I worked all morning, made sammiches, and went to meet Uriel and Luke for coffee. Alison got the HIM DVD and a Gerard action figure as late birthday presents and Uriel gave me and Deb Lenore magnets. (: I've been training my mom to recognize awesome things. So far she can see a heartagram and say "HIM!" (which impressed everyone working at Spencers) and can recognize most Roman-Dirge-y things. I am proud. So rad times with coffee and things. Plus I hadn't really seen Uriel since CHRISTMAS.
I also had dinner at grandma's so I've got mashed potatoes for a while.
Saturday after I got home from Emily's birthday party I worked. Yeah. All day. Cryyyyy. I hope we win this contest.
I need an iPod.
Friday I went to Emily's, obviously. Jens from Thebleedingalarm apparently asked where I was (obviously not at the show) and thought maybe I was skiing. Whoa, he remembers me. Whee. At Em's we played Dance Dance Revolution and ate candy and watched Eddie Izzard and attempted levitation again until 4:00 in the morning. Good times. Most people would say witchcraft is a load of crap but there's something to it. Everyone was shaking and drooling and your head goes all droopy and you feel really weird. Anyway, Eddie Izzard is my hero ten times more now. And Emily's house is enormous, her "office" where we stayed is the size of a comfortable family home.
Uh. Pictures!
We all got together for math last week.
My scarf is like Batman only scarfier.
Hells yes.
Krystal and Amber have crazy nails.
And they're real.
I will marry Emily's library.
I felt a little out of place. |:
Haha?
I like my toast.
And we played draw the horn on the mutant zombie bunny.
Who apparently has Pustulio.
Durrdurrdurrtheend.
This morning as Debra and I were walking to my locker she said "oh no it's happening again" and fell right on her face. This is about the fifth time she's fainted since Thursday. Thursday was meningitis shots for the gr. 12's and right afterwards she said she felt sick and like she was drunk and fainted in the hallway. She did it again and had to go to hospital. Of course, she still went to the concert on Friday, where she passed out and had to be taken to hospital. She met some guy who had broken his arm though and now he's going to prom with her so it's all good. She shouldn't have been moshing though, tsk tsk. Anyway, MAYBE A CERTAIN DEBRA SHOULD BE GOING TO SEE A DOCTOR BEFORE SHE DIES OR ASPLODES. Anyway I gave her my cupcake this morning.
Anyway, in sewing today I started sewing my pants. We're supposed to be making retarded big boxers but I was like, fuckthisIwantpantsbitch so I had to alter the pattern all crazy so hopefully they'll be rad.
English was Englishy. The gr. 9's were touring the school and are probably traumatized now, thanks to Mr. Sharpe.
And apparently my hair makes me a crazy bitch. All the gangsters laughed at my mohawk, booh.
Narr, yesterday Alison, Deb, and I worked all morning, made sammiches, and went to meet Uriel and Luke for coffee. Alison got the HIM DVD and a Gerard action figure as late birthday presents and Uriel gave me and Deb Lenore magnets. (: I've been training my mom to recognize awesome things. So far she can see a heartagram and say "HIM!" (which impressed everyone working at Spencers) and can recognize most Roman-Dirge-y things. I am proud. So rad times with coffee and things. Plus I hadn't really seen Uriel since CHRISTMAS.
I also had dinner at grandma's so I've got mashed potatoes for a while.
Saturday after I got home from Emily's birthday party I worked. Yeah. All day. Cryyyyy. I hope we win this contest.
I need an iPod.
Friday I went to Emily's, obviously. Jens from Thebleedingalarm apparently asked where I was (obviously not at the show) and thought maybe I was skiing. Whoa, he remembers me. Whee. At Em's we played Dance Dance Revolution and ate candy and watched Eddie Izzard and attempted levitation again until 4:00 in the morning. Good times. Most people would say witchcraft is a load of crap but there's something to it. Everyone was shaking and drooling and your head goes all droopy and you feel really weird. Anyway, Eddie Izzard is my hero ten times more now. And Emily's house is enormous, her "office" where we stayed is the size of a comfortable family home.
Uh. Pictures!
We all got together for math last week.
My scarf is like Batman only scarfier.
Hells yes.
Krystal and Amber have crazy nails.
And they're real.
I will marry Emily's library.
I felt a little out of place. |:
Haha?
I like my toast.
And we played draw the horn on the mutant zombie bunny.
Who apparently has Pustulio.
Durrdurrdurrtheend.