This story's old, but it goes on and on until we disappear...
I am a hardxcore Golden Retriever. With a little bit of a Beaver thrown in as well. Interesting. Not really.
Band sucked. Mrs. Nages remembered my birthday was this weekend and it's tradition, the band plays Happy Birthday. It's annoying. We debated during history. Our side lost, which is bullshit, because for once I actually did a little research, and took notes on crap. And we still lost. Even though our arguments were a lot better than their's. They always brought up the same point, where we had a whole variety of reasons.
And then lunch. I had to change into "nice" clothes for the Jr. Honor Society Inductions. I rushed through eating because Cassie lied and said we were getting called down at 1. The inductions were longer this year, because Brittany Morrissey took her time announcing the names. I remember ours just went a lot quicker. And the guest speaker's speech was really really long. You could tell she was nervous at first, but then relaxed. And Miranda Robinson (the fucking PRESIDENT) and Christina Olsen were sitting there talking and laughing nearly the whole time. I think it's horrible that they're seniors, one or both of them or officers, and yet they were the most rude people there. It pissed me off so much. But because I am a Golden Retriever, I said nothing. Miranda probably would have bitched and whined and gotten me thrown out. She would do that. I can't stand her. She's not funny, but she'll make a joke and then laugh hysterically about it. At least, in my experiences with her, that's what she does. And I will state right now that I never voted for her for President of Honor Society. So fuck you if you think I voted her in then complained about her.
We were discussing teachers we didn't like during Spanish today. They said I missed a big party, tacos, sangria, I don't care. I missed class, you can't fucking beat that. Anyway, Mrs. Cannistra said that now she knows how we sound when we talk about her. But we honestly don't talk about her, she's a good teacher. I have no problem with her.
Ben says he wants me to take a picture of Katie so that he will remember what she looks like. Because he remembers the name, but not her. lol, I'm so excited. :)
And my dad is watching Drive Me Crazy, that cruddy movie with Melissa Joan Hart. I don't get it.
Band sucked. Mrs. Nages remembered my birthday was this weekend and it's tradition, the band plays Happy Birthday. It's annoying. We debated during history. Our side lost, which is bullshit, because for once I actually did a little research, and took notes on crap. And we still lost. Even though our arguments were a lot better than their's. They always brought up the same point, where we had a whole variety of reasons.
And then lunch. I had to change into "nice" clothes for the Jr. Honor Society Inductions. I rushed through eating because Cassie lied and said we were getting called down at 1. The inductions were longer this year, because Brittany Morrissey took her time announcing the names. I remember ours just went a lot quicker. And the guest speaker's speech was really really long. You could tell she was nervous at first, but then relaxed. And Miranda Robinson (the fucking PRESIDENT) and Christina Olsen were sitting there talking and laughing nearly the whole time. I think it's horrible that they're seniors, one or both of them or officers, and yet they were the most rude people there. It pissed me off so much. But because I am a Golden Retriever, I said nothing. Miranda probably would have bitched and whined and gotten me thrown out. She would do that. I can't stand her. She's not funny, but she'll make a joke and then laugh hysterically about it. At least, in my experiences with her, that's what she does. And I will state right now that I never voted for her for President of Honor Society. So fuck you if you think I voted her in then complained about her.
We were discussing teachers we didn't like during Spanish today. They said I missed a big party, tacos, sangria, I don't care. I missed class, you can't fucking beat that. Anyway, Mrs. Cannistra said that now she knows how we sound when we talk about her. But we honestly don't talk about her, she's a good teacher. I have no problem with her.
Ben says he wants me to take a picture of Katie so that he will remember what she looks like. Because he remembers the name, but not her. lol, I'm so excited. :)
And my dad is watching Drive Me Crazy, that cruddy movie with Melissa Joan Hart. I don't get it.