ok catch up
my wonderful two days
TUESDAY::::::went and worked out w/ mrs. lara, it was a hard work out, it ran over, she had to pick up food, burger king messed up, i got frustrated as heck... i was late getting home, i was supposed to come home and cook for dad, and then he was supposed to take me to danceline... yeah he was pissed and then i was almost late, we had a dance instructor come teach us a dance, we got about half way thru, it is pointless for me to learn it, b/c i can't perform the routine... so i was really sore. i saw angela at the gym and she said they had picked essays and she said it was kinda between me and this girl lauren, but lauren wrote a poem and that just did it or something, she said mine was wonderful and very well written and that i should be very proud... i was surprised i didn't think of a poem, i ususally write them for everything... i was pissed off when i was writing it b/c it wasn't personal and i didn't like it, couldn't decide why... i came up w/ some ideas next year tho... kinda disappointed i didn't win, but now i don't have to read in front of the church... wooot!! lmao, next day
WEDNESDAY::::got up at 6:15, curled my hair, it looked cute, went to clinic, andrew wasn't there, i don't have access yet -- have to sit in lobby and read invisible man until he is about 10 mins late, i was about 15 mins early... i was peeved. he hands me huge stacks of paperwork and tells me i can turn it in all tomorrow, calls over to main and they said b4 i can get my badge, i have to turn in paperwork... so i spent 30-45 mins on that, well i have to get my mom to sign and like 5 phone #'s... so i walked from line clinic to schumpert, while it was sprinkling, w/ pretty hair! i was mad all my pretty hair and make up was ruined by humidity and rain... and i had to find my mom get her to help me and then go talk to vonnie, well she hands me a polo, well it's a small, but it's huge on me... i was like shit i put XS ON THE PAPERWORK! motherf-er just hates me...or like usual no one orders XS.... so i go to take my pic, it looks horrible, so i'll just carry this badge around until august, no big... arrrg i got called shirley again, i mean i'm blond and i got a perm once, DON'T HOLD IT AGAINST ME!! from now on it will be straight or up, i just don't care actually... i talked to my dad he said he thought the guitar thing would be ok, we'd just have to look into it... maybe i can tell him this saturday would be a father daughter thing and have him take me out to look at them, i think we'd just look at size and style and what i'd like, and then find it on ebay or such, i just want a cheap one to get started, danceline was danceline.... i'm bored oh i talked to matt, it was akward and weird, and he still pissed me off, idk he is joking around but i'm like ok that's not that funny... wow i'm odd and jealous or something oh and my new danceline shoes are giving my blisters... they hurt
i'm bored so here are some count downs
ME COUNT DOWNS::::
*15 chapters of invisible man
*10 days until the mission trip
*2/3 days till mark gets home and i can rub it in his face i've heard most of TBS's new cd, b/c i'm handy
*4 days until amy gets home and i can stop e-mailing zach and telling him how much amy loves him
*not enough days left until dance camp :-/
*only three days left in clinic b4 all my trips
*way too many danceline practices
i think that is it
♥ i love you!!
TUESDAY::::::went and worked out w/ mrs. lara, it was a hard work out, it ran over, she had to pick up food, burger king messed up, i got frustrated as heck... i was late getting home, i was supposed to come home and cook for dad, and then he was supposed to take me to danceline... yeah he was pissed and then i was almost late, we had a dance instructor come teach us a dance, we got about half way thru, it is pointless for me to learn it, b/c i can't perform the routine... so i was really sore. i saw angela at the gym and she said they had picked essays and she said it was kinda between me and this girl lauren, but lauren wrote a poem and that just did it or something, she said mine was wonderful and very well written and that i should be very proud... i was surprised i didn't think of a poem, i ususally write them for everything... i was pissed off when i was writing it b/c it wasn't personal and i didn't like it, couldn't decide why... i came up w/ some ideas next year tho... kinda disappointed i didn't win, but now i don't have to read in front of the church... wooot!! lmao, next day
WEDNESDAY::::got up at 6:15, curled my hair, it looked cute, went to clinic, andrew wasn't there, i don't have access yet -- have to sit in lobby and read invisible man until he is about 10 mins late, i was about 15 mins early... i was peeved. he hands me huge stacks of paperwork and tells me i can turn it in all tomorrow, calls over to main and they said b4 i can get my badge, i have to turn in paperwork... so i spent 30-45 mins on that, well i have to get my mom to sign and like 5 phone #'s... so i walked from line clinic to schumpert, while it was sprinkling, w/ pretty hair! i was mad all my pretty hair and make up was ruined by humidity and rain... and i had to find my mom get her to help me and then go talk to vonnie, well she hands me a polo, well it's a small, but it's huge on me... i was like shit i put XS ON THE PAPERWORK! motherf-er just hates me...or like usual no one orders XS.... so i go to take my pic, it looks horrible, so i'll just carry this badge around until august, no big... arrrg i got called shirley again, i mean i'm blond and i got a perm once, DON'T HOLD IT AGAINST ME!! from now on it will be straight or up, i just don't care actually... i talked to my dad he said he thought the guitar thing would be ok, we'd just have to look into it... maybe i can tell him this saturday would be a father daughter thing and have him take me out to look at them, i think we'd just look at size and style and what i'd like, and then find it on ebay or such, i just want a cheap one to get started, danceline was danceline.... i'm bored oh i talked to matt, it was akward and weird, and he still pissed me off, idk he is joking around but i'm like ok that's not that funny... wow i'm odd and jealous or something oh and my new danceline shoes are giving my blisters... they hurt
i'm bored so here are some count downs
ME COUNT DOWNS::::
*15 chapters of invisible man
*10 days until the mission trip
*2/3 days till mark gets home and i can rub it in his face i've heard most of TBS's new cd, b/c i'm handy
*4 days until amy gets home and i can stop e-mailing zach and telling him how much amy loves him
*not enough days left until dance camp :-/
*only three days left in clinic b4 all my trips
*way too many danceline practices
i think that is it
♥ i love you!!