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So today was weird. I had my first driving lesson. All I can say is that I don't ever recall being more scared than when he sent me onto Acacia within 4 minutes of my sitting down in the driver's seat for the first time. I hope this isn't the way they teach you in skydiving school.
"Good luck."
"Wha-- OHHHHHHHHH SHIIIiiiii..."
*WHUMP*
What else is going on? Hm... Oh hey, time for a public service announcement:
To any ladies who are foxy and like Mark (I know, I'm preaching to the choir), Mark is totally available anytime... so ya.
Today in English, Mrs. Hufferd is like, "Mark, can you come here please?" I'm wondering what I did wrong, but I get to her desk and she asks me if I've ever submitted any of my writing professionally. I tell her I haven't, she asks if I know how to, I tell her I don't, and then she tells me she's going to give me something so I can or something. It was quite a compliment, but pretty embarassing, and I didn't really want it to be happening because Pride is a sin.
As far as social interaction, I'm doing okay, I guess. I could really use hugs, anyone who has any hugs to spare. So yes, that would be cool, because I'm kind of bummed but eh. I'm bummed about homecoming because I'm totally not a dancing person because I totally suck at it, but whatever. But I like going to them. Thing is, nobody really wants to go with me I think, (Jen said she would but she's just nice) so I just don't know. People who know me well can fill in blanks in my story. I guess I just wish that I was a really hot girl who everyone liked. Or something like that, without the gender confusion.
"I see you hogging up the mirror,
Vapor 'round your body glistens
In the shower.
And I wanna stay right here,
And go down on you
For an hour."
-Third Eye Blind
-el marco
"Good luck."
"Wha-- OHHHHHHHHH SHIIIiiiii..."
*WHUMP*
What else is going on? Hm... Oh hey, time for a public service announcement:
To any ladies who are foxy and like Mark (I know, I'm preaching to the choir), Mark is totally available anytime... so ya.
Today in English, Mrs. Hufferd is like, "Mark, can you come here please?" I'm wondering what I did wrong, but I get to her desk and she asks me if I've ever submitted any of my writing professionally. I tell her I haven't, she asks if I know how to, I tell her I don't, and then she tells me she's going to give me something so I can or something. It was quite a compliment, but pretty embarassing, and I didn't really want it to be happening because Pride is a sin.
As far as social interaction, I'm doing okay, I guess. I could really use hugs, anyone who has any hugs to spare. So yes, that would be cool, because I'm kind of bummed but eh. I'm bummed about homecoming because I'm totally not a dancing person because I totally suck at it, but whatever. But I like going to them. Thing is, nobody really wants to go with me I think, (Jen said she would but she's just nice) so I just don't know. People who know me well can fill in blanks in my story. I guess I just wish that I was a really hot girl who everyone liked. Or something like that, without the gender confusion.
"I see you hogging up the mirror,
Vapor 'round your body glistens
In the shower.
And I wanna stay right here,
And go down on you
For an hour."
-Third Eye Blind
-el marco