Now I'm staying there just for a while, I can't think cuz I'm just way too tired
Yesterday and today were half days, on account of finals. I only came today because I had to make up Spanish and Math exams, otherwise I would have been gone from that eeeevil place.
I think I did fairly well in all my classes. Considering that I missed a whopping 30 days so far, I have a B in three of my classes, and an A in P.E. Met my new Spanish teacher today, and I like her alot. She and Mrs. Herrera are exactly alike. She's awesome. I never thought I'd say this, but I might actually look forward to Spanish class. :shrugs:
Tomorrow night is the show at Club U, Fusillade, Leviathon, and some band called Alter. I can't wait, I'm actually playing in a show. I'm very very excited. My only downside is that Chris won't be there, someone's got to work. He just got a new job, at Wendy's. Of course Amanda and Heather need a place to crash while they're screwed up, so I'm not exactly happy about it. I've stopped doing it, so I can't really complain when my friends do it. I have no authority over it, so.....I dunno. It just kinda upsets me that they can't stay at Amanda's like always. I love them both, but I feel a little used for this situation. I've been 2 weeks without a cigarette. I'm gonna BREEAK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Argh.
Must...stay...strong...
I'll make cookies. Cookies make everything better. EVERYTHING.
Lucy drew on me today with my liquid eyeliner. A heart with a scroll across it. The scroll says Johnny on it, in homage to the great Depp. I keep looking at it, and loooooving it even more.
Speaking of Lucy, will there be chillage tomorrow? Give me a call, please? I'd loooooove it. After the show, babe. We'll have cookies. In fact the cookies aforementioned. Peanut butter AND chocolate chip. and my mom wants a pineapple upside down cake. I'm just gonna be baking.
Don't even bother asking me to do anything guys, I'll be baking my happy little ass off, and I don't mean baking as in stonage. I mean actually baking. Let's all weigh 200 pounds!!! Sounds like a plan. A big plan. A monumental plan.
I get cream of asparagus soup for dinner, I'm so excited.
Dear Buddha, if I'm getting this excited over soup and a fucking odd vegetable that makes your pee smell all funky, then I seriously need a job, or something. Or a project. Or homework, dash it all.
I'll stop my random babbling for now. but don't expect me to stay away all night...
I think I did fairly well in all my classes. Considering that I missed a whopping 30 days so far, I have a B in three of my classes, and an A in P.E. Met my new Spanish teacher today, and I like her alot. She and Mrs. Herrera are exactly alike. She's awesome. I never thought I'd say this, but I might actually look forward to Spanish class. :shrugs:
Tomorrow night is the show at Club U, Fusillade, Leviathon, and some band called Alter. I can't wait, I'm actually playing in a show. I'm very very excited. My only downside is that Chris won't be there, someone's got to work. He just got a new job, at Wendy's. Of course Amanda and Heather need a place to crash while they're screwed up, so I'm not exactly happy about it. I've stopped doing it, so I can't really complain when my friends do it. I have no authority over it, so.....I dunno. It just kinda upsets me that they can't stay at Amanda's like always. I love them both, but I feel a little used for this situation. I've been 2 weeks without a cigarette. I'm gonna BREEAK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Argh.
Must...stay...strong...
I'll make cookies. Cookies make everything better. EVERYTHING.
Lucy drew on me today with my liquid eyeliner. A heart with a scroll across it. The scroll says Johnny on it, in homage to the great Depp. I keep looking at it, and loooooving it even more.
Speaking of Lucy, will there be chillage tomorrow? Give me a call, please? I'd loooooove it. After the show, babe. We'll have cookies. In fact the cookies aforementioned. Peanut butter AND chocolate chip. and my mom wants a pineapple upside down cake. I'm just gonna be baking.
Don't even bother asking me to do anything guys, I'll be baking my happy little ass off, and I don't mean baking as in stonage. I mean actually baking. Let's all weigh 200 pounds!!! Sounds like a plan. A big plan. A monumental plan.
I get cream of asparagus soup for dinner, I'm so excited.
Dear Buddha, if I'm getting this excited over soup and a fucking odd vegetable that makes your pee smell all funky, then I seriously need a job, or something. Or a project. Or homework, dash it all.
I'll stop my random babbling for now. but don't expect me to stay away all night...