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I have a new muscle to introdue to everyone today. Everyone, say hello to mr. mop-entire-quiznos-by-yourself-after-doing-all-the-rest-of-the-closing muscle, mr. m.e.q.b.y.a.d.a.t.r.o.t.c, these are my livejournal friends.
I don't really mind that I did all the work yesterday, nothing so small seems to bother me as of late (as of late being the last couple days). I don't know what I'm worried about now, but I know theres much better things to be worried about than having to an uneven share of the work one night.
Although that was really shitty of Scott to do that to me, I did prep tables, garbage and dishes. His meager effort on bathrooms doesn't make up for all of that. But oh well, not like I'm always doing it.
Ms. Chalmers lost the second half of my letter that I cried over all those days ago. I should really get my hormones tested, I'm so fluxuatey. But I didn't really care. As long as she doesn't expect me to produce another.
About hormones, the doctor said I have to get a blood test :O! But it's a "just in case" sort of thing, so I doubt I'll go. I have way too high a fear of needles - last thing I need is the exorcist girl coming after me with a needle.
I tried to contact Neil Wilkie, but unfortunately he's on vacation (BASTARD) just when I need him most. *sigh*. So my birthday plans for my mom are slowly going down the tube.
Rory came home yesterday. I feel bad for him, he's lonely up in Manning Park. But I really wanted to sleep in my bed yesterday (after going to school from 8-3:30, then to work till 9:30, a well needed sleep was in order). Sometimes things just don't go your way.
Ms. Restrick told me she was very proud of my math test mark (81%). In grade 9 my mom did a horrifying thing and told Ms. Restrick that I absolutely hated math (it sounded worse the way she worded it), and she brought that up. "I never would have thought you'd be here, but you're doing so well!". So I was tickled.
Ate subway with Morgan and watched the ducks fight. I don't know what we're going to do once it starts raining. I guess he'll have to come INSIDE my school! :O!
Anyway. I have 3 pages of math homework and a worksheet to complete. Goodbye, dear fellows.
I don't really mind that I did all the work yesterday, nothing so small seems to bother me as of late (as of late being the last couple days). I don't know what I'm worried about now, but I know theres much better things to be worried about than having to an uneven share of the work one night.
Although that was really shitty of Scott to do that to me, I did prep tables, garbage and dishes. His meager effort on bathrooms doesn't make up for all of that. But oh well, not like I'm always doing it.
Ms. Chalmers lost the second half of my letter that I cried over all those days ago. I should really get my hormones tested, I'm so fluxuatey. But I didn't really care. As long as she doesn't expect me to produce another.
About hormones, the doctor said I have to get a blood test :O! But it's a "just in case" sort of thing, so I doubt I'll go. I have way too high a fear of needles - last thing I need is the exorcist girl coming after me with a needle.
I tried to contact Neil Wilkie, but unfortunately he's on vacation (BASTARD) just when I need him most. *sigh*. So my birthday plans for my mom are slowly going down the tube.
Rory came home yesterday. I feel bad for him, he's lonely up in Manning Park. But I really wanted to sleep in my bed yesterday (after going to school from 8-3:30, then to work till 9:30, a well needed sleep was in order). Sometimes things just don't go your way.
Ms. Restrick told me she was very proud of my math test mark (81%). In grade 9 my mom did a horrifying thing and told Ms. Restrick that I absolutely hated math (it sounded worse the way she worded it), and she brought that up. "I never would have thought you'd be here, but you're doing so well!". So I was tickled.
Ate subway with Morgan and watched the ducks fight. I don't know what we're going to do once it starts raining. I guess he'll have to come INSIDE my school! :O!
Anyway. I have 3 pages of math homework and a worksheet to complete. Goodbye, dear fellows.