is massa gonna sell us tomorrow? yes.. yes..
this guy's not one of us! he said he wants to fuck a sheep!!
Elli quote of the day: " i have the sudden urge to fart on you. but i don't have to fart. that's bad off, man."
are you Gayle Peck? as in like, THE Gayle Peck??? omgosh, i can't believe i'm standing next to GAYLE PECK!!!! :squeal:
today marie had to leave school during 3rd period to pick up courtney and go to court, right? so she's walking to her car during lunch, and she's smoking a cigarette. walking right past the teacher's lounge and the whole cafeteria. as mr. brader and miss plosa smugly informed me when i returned to class. first brader was like, "where's your sister" "she's taking a friend somewhere" "that's a class cut" "no, no, it's cleared with the office and everything.." " oh, ok.. yeah, i saw her walking outside smoking a cigarette. mr. galante said something and i was like " "um.. ok..." aaaand then miss plosa was like, "i saw your sister walking down the street and smoking." ok people!! do i look like i am my sister's effing keeper?!?! what do they expect me to say when they tell me they saw her smoking? "keep up the good work, your observations skills are improving!" ? gah!
*begin T's depression mode*
cue the ending of school and the auditions. that's all that needs to be said there, because i will probably not make it, let alone, ever have the talent to make it. i'll live. full of pain and misery, but i'll call it a life.
*thus concludes T's depression mode*
after auditions, Steve was displaying his "join the crowd, be a punk!" shirt to Jesse C and Mike Z. Mike was all about the "yeah, i saw 5 mall punks out in the lobby.." and before i even opened my mouth to .. correct.. him, Jesse (based on yesterday's events) was like, "yeah, T doesn't like that word.." and we resumed chuckling. it was grand.
i obliged to walking Diana home. the timing was perfect since my mom arrived 2 minutes after i got back to the school. woopah!
\\ they call you Lady Luck
but there is room for doubt
at times you have a
very unladylike waaay of running out
you're on this date with me
the pickings have been lush..
and yet before this
evening is over you might give me the brush
you might forget your manners
you might refuse to stay
and so the best
that i can do is pray.. //
HOORAY now that PSSA testing is over (this week), Chris is in my lunch again! yippee skippee!
he and gayle were helping me think of observations.. which is a stupid asinine project i won't get a good grade on. how am i supposed to find more than 5 observations per day.. that's lame.
cue the music!
maa-maa-maa
la lala-la
maa-maa-maa
meh!meh!
maa-maa-maa
la lala-la
maa-maa-maa
nya-nya-nyah ma-na-nana
exuent TERESA.