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Jan 14, 2004 18:41

Today was a non-eventful day, except i laughed harder than i had ever laughed in my ENTIRE life at school 3rd period.

today was some dumb test for juniors, but i got there like 10 minutes late cause andrea wanted to get breakfast, and i'm always up for food when that's an option :) so anyways.. we did that and then were late to school which really wasnt a big deal other than i was suppose to take this test. WELL ANYWAY, i got to school and realized that it was ONLY a test for HONORS juniors, rather than ALL juniors (IB, AP, and honors) which i wouldnt have had to take it anyway becuase i have AP classes, BUT... to get to why i was heated.. that really ticked me off cause i was like well why the heck doesnt IB have to take this test? and come to find out.. its because IB kids are suppose to be more successful and smarter i guess so honors juniors have to take this test to HELP them decide what they wanna do and everything, so instead of realizing and understanding that this was a good thing, i was affended. because i think IB kids are just as confused as honors kids, if not more... for the fact that they are IN IB. and most would agree with me on that. and i do know, that most people that read my journal were at one time either in IB or are in IB right now, so really this is not toward YOU, but toward whoever decided that u guys shouldnt be taking the test, got me?? I love you Ib folks though i really do.

anyway, yes, in 3rd period since no one was there and mrs. pinkard's the shizzle we all played hangman and did absolutely nothing. there's just this one girl in there that is just soooo out there and has no diea whats going on .. ever. and like 6 of us were literally on the floor laughing it was soooo halarious. :).. haha but yeah, i laughed harder than i have ever laughed, and that's super hard becuase i laugh a lot.

then in renaissance with britt and audrey and mandi, and of course matt dinacola we laughed again becuase matt's just halarious. and we talked about mrs. mcdill and had a good time.

but my brother's ex gfis gross, she smoked a whole pack of cigarettes in a day and tries to say that he LIES about stuff, which honestly ROYALLY pisses me off. i wish i was up there, not that im scary or would beat her up or something. but SERIOUSLY shes crazy. i dont know, and i know she reads my journal so now she thinks im (excuse me guys... ) a bitch, (hi leenie.)but really im not i just dont like her and dont like how she treats my favorite person in the entire world,she says he treats her that way, but really hes just understanding that they arent suppose to be together. whatever! i dont know why i get myself so involvedin my brothers life like this, he just deserves a normal girl. not that shes not normal, i dont know. any of u reading this know that im a straight forward person and most of the time, am gunna tell it like it is, so its not that i like to trash on her or just be rude or mean, its that its somethings thats on my mind a lot for some weird reason, and ... i dont know. just so u know.

anyways. mom comes home in like an hour and im sooo excited. im not going to church just so i can see her right when she walks in the door. i think my mom's like my favorite person in the entire world. she really pisses me off sometimes, but i love her sooooo stinkin much and shes soooo halarious! she just cracks me up, and we've been getting along so well lately, its really nice.

my weekend is just gunna be filled with a bunch of my favorite people. im hanging out with amanda kinsey friday night.. and another, matt dinacola. theyre sooo halarious we're gunna have so much fun. then saturday im hanging out with one of my VERY favorite people, Ticka :) shes halarious too. THEN sunday night, im chillin with my girl BRITTNEY !! and she, again.. like the rest ive been talking about, is one of my favorite people. we laugh so hard, shes crazy. but anyways! now that u know.. not that anyone cared.

BUT..

i wrote a lot this time and my fingers kinda hurt, love u !

<3 Rach
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