yippee, i'm a nullipara!
school. merf. ryan and jen weren't in school, so i was all alone again in art class. me and di presented our Cote D'Ivoire thing.. i think we did well.
after school was an extremely productive Ensembles. surprisingly. mr. lechner should not be there a lot more. if that made sense. :looks over sentence:.. ah, screw it.
work last night sucked at life. pat made us stay until quarter after 10.
tooooday ryan and jen were in school today, and they were mocking my circus poster.
. i think i might've failed the history test today. in psychology, we were forced into groups and ms. plosa made us stay there the whole period, even after our dumb group activity was done. at lunch, marie was discussing something.. indescribably crude, wrong, and inappropriate, about Chris. it made me so mad. i told her to shut the fuck up.. she continued. oh ho, no one rules over the marie-bitch. chris told her, "fuck you." that was the first time i've heard him say that.. fucking too right, mate. i made a angry potato face man. and poured orange juice on it, so it was in the indents that were his mouth, eyes, and eyebrows. in 4th period, i went to sectional.. even though i didn't need to.. anything to get me out of health.
i stayed with diana to work on her art mule thing after school.. i was painting my project.. it was fun. then my mom was late picking me up.. by 1/2 hour.. and i was all angri-fied. i had someone to talk to though. and briefly talked to rach [i.e. 5 seconds].. she was talking to someone else.. i guess. we exchanged goodbyes. that was a nice gesture.
i give very good advice.. :sings: but i very seldom follow it..
what does mommy say about people that aren't polite?
people that aren't polite give the pro-choice movement a reason to exist.
in my own little corner, in my own little chair, i can be whatever i want to be..