--> L is for Lycanthropy
All you want is someone to fuck.
A lover you never have to love.
I think someone is stealing my pens. I'm serious. I had like, a bunch and now it looks like there are some missing from the jar next to the computer. It's because my sister never fucking puts them back when she uses them! Agh. I'm really anal retentive about having school supplies and shit. I know it's weird, but shut up.
Retook my A.P. Statistics test. I was the only one there in the morning. Like, it was me and mr. crowe all by ourselves. Mmm sexy. It was funny because he left me alone, and i could have totally cheated if i wanted to. But that's dumb. Anyway, i finished it in like, half an hour. He graded it on the spot and i only missed one multiple choice question giving me a total of 94! Which is awesome because i never, ever, studied. [who studies for math anyway?] And i wish i had gotten 94 the first time, because that was higher than the highest grade that was recieved in the class by 3 points. If i bring a tissue box i get 104% on my test. Yayerz.
I actually kind of enjoy being busy with school work. Balancing my time between alternating classes and helping out at football games, and reading a bunch of shit keeps me preoccupied most of the time. Prevents me from dwelling on unnecessary things, which is good these days. There's too much going on that i'm not quite sure of. So having something solid and stable like work is a good thing. I can see why fathers or husbands whose marriages or relations with their families go awry spend all their time at work.
Yesterday at the game, while i was holding the blow horn, Mr. V whispered into it and told me i was doing a great job. It made me grin like crazy. It's so awkward having a crush on a teacher. It's like, if you tell too many people, what if he finds out and transfers to another school?! Or weird rumors get started. And asking him for stuff is so weird, because i'm all nervous and i smile like crazy and i stutter. Oh, and then, after the game he thanked me again. Totally made my day.
Homecoming is very soon. I have ASB so it's free this year, yea bitch what?! I want to go to all the dances this year and senior year. Just because. Because it's cool to go to dances damnit! Even though i can't dance [yea yea shut up Elaine, you're a liar!]. And then i get there and i don't want to dance, but somehow i end up getting pushed into it anyway, and then i'm like, yeayuhz. Erin said she'd go to Winter Formal and Junior Prom, that means everyone has to go. I don't liek wearing dresses though. I hope my mom will let me rent a tux, lol. I could make my hair uber girly and wear a tux with a silver or dark blue tie. I'll be bringin' sexy back [not really].
Chores, reading, and spectrum [?] tomorrow. Yayerz.
A lover you never have to love.
I think someone is stealing my pens. I'm serious. I had like, a bunch and now it looks like there are some missing from the jar next to the computer. It's because my sister never fucking puts them back when she uses them! Agh. I'm really anal retentive about having school supplies and shit. I know it's weird, but shut up.
Retook my A.P. Statistics test. I was the only one there in the morning. Like, it was me and mr. crowe all by ourselves. Mmm sexy. It was funny because he left me alone, and i could have totally cheated if i wanted to. But that's dumb. Anyway, i finished it in like, half an hour. He graded it on the spot and i only missed one multiple choice question giving me a total of 94! Which is awesome because i never, ever, studied. [who studies for math anyway?] And i wish i had gotten 94 the first time, because that was higher than the highest grade that was recieved in the class by 3 points. If i bring a tissue box i get 104% on my test. Yayerz.
I actually kind of enjoy being busy with school work. Balancing my time between alternating classes and helping out at football games, and reading a bunch of shit keeps me preoccupied most of the time. Prevents me from dwelling on unnecessary things, which is good these days. There's too much going on that i'm not quite sure of. So having something solid and stable like work is a good thing. I can see why fathers or husbands whose marriages or relations with their families go awry spend all their time at work.
Yesterday at the game, while i was holding the blow horn, Mr. V whispered into it and told me i was doing a great job. It made me grin like crazy. It's so awkward having a crush on a teacher. It's like, if you tell too many people, what if he finds out and transfers to another school?! Or weird rumors get started. And asking him for stuff is so weird, because i'm all nervous and i smile like crazy and i stutter. Oh, and then, after the game he thanked me again. Totally made my day.
Homecoming is very soon. I have ASB so it's free this year, yea bitch what?! I want to go to all the dances this year and senior year. Just because. Because it's cool to go to dances damnit! Even though i can't dance [yea yea shut up Elaine, you're a liar!]. And then i get there and i don't want to dance, but somehow i end up getting pushed into it anyway, and then i'm like, yeayuhz. Erin said she'd go to Winter Formal and Junior Prom, that means everyone has to go. I don't liek wearing dresses though. I hope my mom will let me rent a tux, lol. I could make my hair uber girly and wear a tux with a silver or dark blue tie. I'll be bringin' sexy back [not really].
Chores, reading, and spectrum [?] tomorrow. Yayerz.