It's been a week I guess, time to update. Last week was a nice relax week. After all the madness. I think. I don't even knowwwwwwwww! Wicked excited for DC kinda. Only because it will be WICKED warm. Or at least compared to this dump. =P. Recent amazing injuries include last week's smashing my eyebrow with a music stand while trying to rack it...then some gushing blood and almost the need of stitches. Of course the only thing I seem to remember from this is Mr. Conant calling me "honey"...of course I gotta remember the creepy part. Go me. Not much more that went on last week...Friday I hung out with Tim and went to bed REAL early. Like 9. I went to bed at like 8 on Thursday. Saturday I went prom dress shopping with Ally, Lauren, and Sidra. (No I'm not going to prom. They are.) I guess Ally already had her dress, Lauren bought one, and we FOUND one for Slidra, but she won't consent to getting it yet. Home. Stuff stuff stuff. Babysat here with Tim. Watched the Celtics and Rock of Love II. Somehow by the end of the night he was my boyfriend again. Not really sure how that happened, but I'm not complaining. Yadda yadda yadday. I fell asleep on my living room floor. Then all of a sudden he was leaving. So I have NO clue. I hope he had fun with my TV...
Not gonna lie this entry is a load of procrastination. I have so much AP review, PreCalc work, and SO SO SO SO SO SO SO MUCH Brave New World I need to be doing.
Sunday was church then went to see West Side Story at Xaverian with mom&Michael. It was great. Period. Home. Homework. That's all I really remember. Today...parked at Ally's for first time. School...AP Sample test >_<. English =/ didn't read AT ALL! Wind Ensemble. Solo stealing. And bitching and SMACK! Spanish = mad fun. Barber wasn't there. PreCalc was stressful. But not bad. But stressful. Basically RAN...aka walked really fast...to the car, cuz i forgot my track bag there...drove back to school. No comment. Track...yeah. No. Chatted with JJ. Home. Stuff stuff stuff. Packed a bit. Homework. Dinner. Homework. Picked up Alexandra. Here. The end.
I have a love, and it's all that I have.
Right or wrong, what else can I do?
I love him; I'm his,
And everything he is
I am, too.
I have a love, and it's all that I need,
Right or wrong, and he needs me, too.
I love him, we're one;
There's nothing to be done,
Not a thing I can do
But hold him, hold him forever,
Be with him now, tomorrow
And all of my life!