Is it possible for your best day, to be your worst day?
Today was alright to start off with. I woke up 45 minutes later than I was supposed to and left dehydrated, starving, and running for the bus. Plus my hair was soaking wet and it was about 40 outside.
I get to school and basically have a long conversation with my friend Tiffany O'Brien...who is awesome, and laughs with me no matter how random I get. Which around her is almost always possible, even on the bus afterschool. Anyways I saw HIM and was all I gotta go.
I go to chorus and talk to HIM for a few, before the other girls got there. HE is awesome, even if HE is a freshman. And our choir is finally balanced, not one section overpowers the other.
After chorus someone called me a 'fat ass' because I weigh 115, finally... and she weighs like 85...and I'm still pissed off about that, I'm not a 'fat ass' I'm getting back to a healthy weight for my height. I'm about 5'6" and the norm weight is 130-145. So I have another 15-30 pounds yet.
In english I finished all of my work early and was bored and starving. But I started planning out my whole biography for my scrap book, which is due on the 31st. Also if anyone has pictures of us, Email them to me? Please, no attatchments. Email address: catfoundrandallboy21@hotmail.com
Spanish was fun, we read palms in spanish...mine was so true.I loved it.
Economics was weird...I just don't know how to explain it.
After school I felt like crying and calling Sam, but I didn't cause I've been too dependent on him lately, and I don't like that. Cause HE told me that HE couldn't. I understand (HE told me the reason, and I would do the same thing in his situation). But, I'm still a little upset.
Eitak. I miss you. Face Book?