hoy es lunes.
i woke up at five craving orange juice and hot pockets. i resisted the hot pocke urge, drank some o.j., and curled up in bed awake until six when i decided that getting dressed would be a wise idea. i didn't eat breakfast because, simply, i'm getting too fat for that shit. when i went to the bus stop (which is still somewhere under a few inches of snow, thereby forcing us to stand in the street) i realized that brian wasn't coming, so i stood there and looked cool and i was glaring at the freshman kid clearly because i'm a bad ass. clearly. then this irish/swedish/russian/i don't know lady came up to me. in a thick accent, she asked where "april-la-lane" was. meanwhile, she had a map. i was like .. umm .. look at your map? weirdo. then the bus was super-late, so some random other busdriver picked us up. he drove the late-bus last year. he's the crazy white guy with the roadrage. anyway, aside from that, nothing really interesting happened today. not like that was interesting. and i'm gonna type about the rest of my day anyway, cos i honestly enjoy typing and wasting time.
before school loitering was relatively boring. i ate sam's bagel, then wandered off to class with marc and sara. chemistry was so dumb. there were only twelve kids in the class today because of that "shadow day" bullshit, so mrs. franklin forced everyone to write problems on the board. lucky me, i'm a dumbass and i'm up there for like twenty minutes going "mehh! i don't like this game! it's not my fault i can't add!!" gym was equally stupid. we "played golf" (translation: sara and i sat there all period, and then we took golf balls.) spanish is always retarded. i don't even remember what happened, just that it was dumb. we had a dumb test in social studies. jessah was hiding her hair in a hat. it's funky coloured now! me gusta mucho. lunch .. um yeah stuff? i forgot. critiqued stuff in art. played with my calculator in math. had a "debate" in english/made miss sheridan want to crucify me because i suggested that macbeth was the burger king. after school, i went to wayne's house. he didn't have work, so we just hung around until five-thirtyish. it was nice. :D then i came home and did my homework/took a nap/took a shower. i had a doughnut for dinner.
today i broke my "no doughnut/cookies/ice cream" rule. i had two cookies. and a doughnut. and i wanted ice cream really badly (but fought the urge! mua ha ha ha!) however, it was my first doughnut in about two weeks. and i hadn't had cookies for a while either. damn, were they good cookies.
♥ cristan ..
p.s. my back still hurts like a mofo. why?
before school loitering was relatively boring. i ate sam's bagel, then wandered off to class with marc and sara. chemistry was so dumb. there were only twelve kids in the class today because of that "shadow day" bullshit, so mrs. franklin forced everyone to write problems on the board. lucky me, i'm a dumbass and i'm up there for like twenty minutes going "mehh! i don't like this game! it's not my fault i can't add!!" gym was equally stupid. we "played golf" (translation: sara and i sat there all period, and then we took golf balls.) spanish is always retarded. i don't even remember what happened, just that it was dumb. we had a dumb test in social studies. jessah was hiding her hair in a hat. it's funky coloured now! me gusta mucho. lunch .. um yeah stuff? i forgot. critiqued stuff in art. played with my calculator in math. had a "debate" in english/made miss sheridan want to crucify me because i suggested that macbeth was the burger king. after school, i went to wayne's house. he didn't have work, so we just hung around until five-thirtyish. it was nice. :D then i came home and did my homework/took a nap/took a shower. i had a doughnut for dinner.
today i broke my "no doughnut/cookies/ice cream" rule. i had two cookies. and a doughnut. and i wanted ice cream really badly (but fought the urge! mua ha ha ha!) however, it was my first doughnut in about two weeks. and i hadn't had cookies for a while either. damn, were they good cookies.
♥ cristan ..
p.s. my back still hurts like a mofo. why?