Headaches are crap.
Today was...interesting. I don't know. Everyone says sophomore year is the worst year in high school. Last year I told them I'd prove them wrong, and make this a great year. ...I think I'm starting to agree with them, and it isn't even the end of the first week.
For starters, Kimmy doesn't want to hang out with Romy and myself anymore. She would rather hang out with the forensics and debate people. While that's peachy, and I'm sure they are nice people, they just aren't really nice to me. Not that they are mean, no, it is just that they...don't notice that I'm there. I'm not trying to get attention, it is just like they don't really want to be near me. If only because I'm a newbie. *sighs*
Next, I already know homework this year is going to be fierce. Agh. Tonight alone I have to analyze Goldilocks and the Three Bears (yes, wtf does fit here), read Chapter 1 of my Anat Phys book and answer questions about it, and do a work sheet for adv. math. That's just all the stuff that is due tomorrow. I have some identity thing for English, have to buy stuff for forensics and figure out my topic and begin writing it (even if I don't know the rules. Rock.) and refresh my memory on the entire year of 1st year French. Because summer makes you forget everything.
As for today alone, Romy and I got yelled at by some Hallway Nazi. When did we start to have hallway nazis? Romy says I kept on backtalking him. Well, he deserved it. Bastard.
And, Romy and I probably can't go see Romeo and Juliet this weekend because her mom is a bitch, as always, and her sister is an idiot.
Really, this page was just a rant. It wasn't a good day for me, and I know the whole 'sophomore = ew year' is really just in my mind, but honestly, there is a lot of evidence supporting it.
Also, headache medicine doesn't work that great with me anymore. Gag me. Shoot me. Make it all just go.
-Catherine
I wish I could blow away my worries.
I'd place them on the next northeast breeze
Then watch them float away to some far off land
Where they'd melt into the earth and grow into dandelions
That would blow their seeds into the wind
And come back to me so I could make a wish
That I could blow away my worries.
For starters, Kimmy doesn't want to hang out with Romy and myself anymore. She would rather hang out with the forensics and debate people. While that's peachy, and I'm sure they are nice people, they just aren't really nice to me. Not that they are mean, no, it is just that they...don't notice that I'm there. I'm not trying to get attention, it is just like they don't really want to be near me. If only because I'm a newbie. *sighs*
Next, I already know homework this year is going to be fierce. Agh. Tonight alone I have to analyze Goldilocks and the Three Bears (yes, wtf does fit here), read Chapter 1 of my Anat Phys book and answer questions about it, and do a work sheet for adv. math. That's just all the stuff that is due tomorrow. I have some identity thing for English, have to buy stuff for forensics and figure out my topic and begin writing it (even if I don't know the rules. Rock.) and refresh my memory on the entire year of 1st year French. Because summer makes you forget everything.
As for today alone, Romy and I got yelled at by some Hallway Nazi. When did we start to have hallway nazis? Romy says I kept on backtalking him. Well, he deserved it. Bastard.
And, Romy and I probably can't go see Romeo and Juliet this weekend because her mom is a bitch, as always, and her sister is an idiot.
Really, this page was just a rant. It wasn't a good day for me, and I know the whole 'sophomore = ew year' is really just in my mind, but honestly, there is a lot of evidence supporting it.
Also, headache medicine doesn't work that great with me anymore. Gag me. Shoot me. Make it all just go.
-Catherine
I wish I could blow away my worries.
I'd place them on the next northeast breeze
Then watch them float away to some far off land
Where they'd melt into the earth and grow into dandelions
That would blow their seeds into the wind
And come back to me so I could make a wish
That I could blow away my worries.