Don't make me pull out my bitch-er knife!!!
Go figure- I'm feeling pretty good.
I guess it might be the whole yelling till I'm blue at my parents thing... you know, venting. Getting it out of my system. But now I just feel... good. :D
I spent some time on the phone with Nelli, and my desk started raining glowsticks (leftovers from Jessi's rave, it was pretty funny). That's when something kinda snapped. Now I've been dancing around my room, singing a little bit... I got about three replies to my myspace bulliten, and they made me feel all warm and fuzzy. >w< Now I really regret the whole "no social life until my grades stop sucking" thing- I really really feel like hanging out. Doing something crazy. But oh wells. I'll beg my computer teacher to take mercy on my pathetic failing little butt on monday. After which I have four days to pull my grade up before I'm doomed to a spring break cleaning my room... but hey. Miracles happen. And I'm feeling lucky.
I love you guys. I really really do.
I guess it might be the whole yelling till I'm blue at my parents thing... you know, venting. Getting it out of my system. But now I just feel... good. :D
I spent some time on the phone with Nelli, and my desk started raining glowsticks (leftovers from Jessi's rave, it was pretty funny). That's when something kinda snapped. Now I've been dancing around my room, singing a little bit... I got about three replies to my myspace bulliten, and they made me feel all warm and fuzzy. >w< Now I really regret the whole "no social life until my grades stop sucking" thing- I really really feel like hanging out. Doing something crazy. But oh wells. I'll beg my computer teacher to take mercy on my pathetic failing little butt on monday. After which I have four days to pull my grade up before I'm doomed to a spring break cleaning my room... but hey. Miracles happen. And I'm feeling lucky.
I love you guys. I really really do.