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I've seen enough
stray ponies
and puffins
to get me through
till the end of May
okay enough of that
so today, finally the infamous BBQ (Bar Be Q)..Brewer made me run cause i had to get him his bbq...i had heard before it was supposed to be in the gym which is not that good, but parents pass, so they should have had something like a sign....
i came to lunch and yeah, it could be like this everyday...i'm sorry for every non-senior but i love exams cause i have never taken one here...don't show me your middle finger if you are too stupid to exempt...hihi..brewer made fun of me because i couldn't roll my folder stuff...i don't care..dean can speak some german and knows about hitzefrei and michael was michael....i have never heard anybody saying an ue is a tried smily face that was so cute of him
yesterday's jazz band was better than it could have been..no michael and no bruce and the song was mostly sax stuff...thx bruce...but i love the music and i learned a lot- that's the reason that i got there at 7.20 even though i was just reading in 1st and hanging around in 2nd block...
i kinda watched saving silverman but i wasn't paying too much attention...wasn't that good either...band is okay...jeremy gets annoyed by jana that's funny and he hits me..not that funny..he corrected me today...funny..he looked at me today when jones was like "eyes" every eight (?) measures..very funny..his looks are killing me...that kills me (holden caulfield quote...hihi...i think)..everybody feel sorry for tylor..not really
oh yeah and i went over to seabolt's yesterday, got my tour..her room wasn't bad..i ve seen worse (talking about my romm in germany-not right know..cause they "cleaned it with dynamite")
i'm writing diary right now...telling my stories about all the soccer games...the last one at taco bell... didn't write about my crying yet, though....
I'm waiting for my cds to arrive and can't wait for the new wsh album...chewy was cute
and riley..she is the cutest girl ever..she makes all the girls laugh and her eyes are pretty cool..she is just awesome..i'm not sure it was my name...but that was so sweet
cheerleader try-outs these days....no comment..they got the gym tomorrow so damn them....okay that was a comment
practice today was kinda relaxing..shooting drills...penalty..indian run...so much better than in personal fitness class because people actuallt ran / sprinted and knew what they were doing.
no school friday...yesssssss...so for me just 2 real days this week
game friday''''' i'm ready to kick some ass
ACL
i hate it when i don't get when / why people make fun of me (lunch...)
i hate cold slaw that's not cold
i hate sweet potatoes period
i hate my homeroom even though there are some cool people in there
i hate that it's already middle of march, i really hate that
i hate that i have just like 3 months left, i really hate that
i hate that not everything is working the way i wish it would
i hate that i will have to leave
i wish i could stay
fabulous today.i see you and i think without actual thinking.
it's awesome
this is fact not fiction
stray ponies
and puffins
to get me through
till the end of May
okay enough of that
so today, finally the infamous BBQ (Bar Be Q)..Brewer made me run cause i had to get him his bbq...i had heard before it was supposed to be in the gym which is not that good, but parents pass, so they should have had something like a sign....
i came to lunch and yeah, it could be like this everyday...i'm sorry for every non-senior but i love exams cause i have never taken one here...don't show me your middle finger if you are too stupid to exempt...hihi..brewer made fun of me because i couldn't roll my folder stuff...i don't care..dean can speak some german and knows about hitzefrei and michael was michael....i have never heard anybody saying an ue is a tried smily face that was so cute of him
yesterday's jazz band was better than it could have been..no michael and no bruce and the song was mostly sax stuff...thx bruce...but i love the music and i learned a lot- that's the reason that i got there at 7.20 even though i was just reading in 1st and hanging around in 2nd block...
i kinda watched saving silverman but i wasn't paying too much attention...wasn't that good either...band is okay...jeremy gets annoyed by jana that's funny and he hits me..not that funny..he corrected me today...funny..he looked at me today when jones was like "eyes" every eight (?) measures..very funny..his looks are killing me...that kills me (holden caulfield quote...hihi...i think)..everybody feel sorry for tylor..not really
oh yeah and i went over to seabolt's yesterday, got my tour..her room wasn't bad..i ve seen worse (talking about my romm in germany-not right know..cause they "cleaned it with dynamite")
i'm writing diary right now...telling my stories about all the soccer games...the last one at taco bell... didn't write about my crying yet, though....
I'm waiting for my cds to arrive and can't wait for the new wsh album...chewy was cute
and riley..she is the cutest girl ever..she makes all the girls laugh and her eyes are pretty cool..she is just awesome..i'm not sure it was my name...but that was so sweet
cheerleader try-outs these days....no comment..they got the gym tomorrow so damn them....okay that was a comment
practice today was kinda relaxing..shooting drills...penalty..indian run...so much better than in personal fitness class because people actuallt ran / sprinted and knew what they were doing.
no school friday...yesssssss...so for me just 2 real days this week
game friday''''' i'm ready to kick some ass
ACL
i hate it when i don't get when / why people make fun of me (lunch...)
i hate cold slaw that's not cold
i hate sweet potatoes period
i hate my homeroom even though there are some cool people in there
i hate that it's already middle of march, i really hate that
i hate that i have just like 3 months left, i really hate that
i hate that not everything is working the way i wish it would
i hate that i will have to leave
i wish i could stay
fabulous today.i see you and i think without actual thinking.
it's awesome
this is fact not fiction