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today was just like any other school day, 'cept i pissed mrs. meadows off real bad because i was not only disruptive (like i always am) but i was not watching my mouth. i think i screamed "SHIT!" out about three times. oh well. somebody's got to help johnny make that class fun, and nobody else is willing to, except for me.
i don't know what the hell i'm doing after prom, don't really care either (i-thur.) i know whatever it is will be fun, so i'm not too worried about where i end up. i'm getting inebriated and that's that. i will then proceed to work at 10am the next morning and die of boredom and hangover-ism until 6pm, when i will amazingly awake from my death. someone better bring me a fucking bagel or something.
juries are going to be awful. i'm preparing for them to kick me out already (due to grades.) what's great is that i don't even care anymore. i'm ready to go to fletcher with amanda. or somewhere. i love theatre and i know i can act, i'm done with trying to make these three idiots believe the same thing. i don't know why they don't like me. i try, i really do. if that hasn't been apparent this year, then i don't know what else to do. but i'm ready for them to try and knock me down on the 7th.
i love this song.
tonight, at about 11:30 is when the fun starts. chelsea, i love you so much. i don't deserve having you as a friend. you truly are the best.
i don't know what the hell i'm doing after prom, don't really care either (i-thur.) i know whatever it is will be fun, so i'm not too worried about where i end up. i'm getting inebriated and that's that. i will then proceed to work at 10am the next morning and die of boredom and hangover-ism until 6pm, when i will amazingly awake from my death. someone better bring me a fucking bagel or something.
juries are going to be awful. i'm preparing for them to kick me out already (due to grades.) what's great is that i don't even care anymore. i'm ready to go to fletcher with amanda. or somewhere. i love theatre and i know i can act, i'm done with trying to make these three idiots believe the same thing. i don't know why they don't like me. i try, i really do. if that hasn't been apparent this year, then i don't know what else to do. but i'm ready for them to try and knock me down on the 7th.
i love this song.
tonight, at about 11:30 is when the fun starts. chelsea, i love you so much. i don't deserve having you as a friend. you truly are the best.