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okay so a lot of people think i like kevin. i dont, and i dont get why everyone thinks so.
yeah so i planned to work really hard on bio this weekend, and so far ive only done like 4 hours. not even close to being catche dup yet. its mainly because all these research projects are so damn hard. i cant find the answers to anything, so im just guessing, and i ave the feeling that im guessing wrong. to much stress lately. to much. id like it better if t just gave us little homework assignment everynight, rather making a 5,000 point project that everyone is freaking out about. wtf. i dont get him. and since when did we have to learn things that werent in the book. i think thats one part that makes his class so much harder.
so school has obviously been insanely gay lately. so uncool. and this morning we were making pancakes and my mom was yelling so insanley loud because i looked in the cupboard for like 5 minutes and i couldn't find the oil. omg. quick some one raise a flag we cant find oil. so i got in trouble for that. o dear god i hate this. everyone is contantly walking on eggshells in this house now. its crazy. and after i cleaned the bathrrom, she still bitched about how i dont do anything and how it doesnt count because i didnt clean out the cup holder. wtf. who even thinks of that. and now im supposed to buy her all this shit for mothers day. fuck her. seriously. but if i dont itll get even worse and shell cry all the time. so im gonna see if i can just send her away to a spa or some hit. and just live in peace for a little bit.
so i went outside today and tried to do a cartwheel. i was worse then when i started. and i got so fricking pissed. i just went inside and like stared at the wall for a long time. ha. im so tired of trying and getting no where at all. like i stretch all the time, and sometimes the next day ill be even tighter. i try to learn stuff and everything but i honestly have no god damn clue what im doing. it just sucks. sometimes its just like whats the point. i know my chances of making it are way worse then all the toher girls. god. but im stil trying out i guees. i just wont get my hopes to high.
so ive realized that i am so fucking weird. its crazy. like my expression, the way i act the way i dress the things i say the way i act. dear god. i dont know why you all put up with me. but thanks.
i cant wait for summer. i know everyones like omg this is gonna be so much fun i cant wait. like totaly omg. ha. no. im just excited because ill be done with 'learning' for a while. i dont know if it will be that much fun though. well i guess it will. idk.
yeah so i definatly need a job. i want katie d to get me one at the place she works because it would be so easy, but like that will happen. and im trying to get my mom to let me go to the birthday bash. i want to go soo bad. so if your going let me know or if you want to go ill go with you.
so im done for now. i love hoe im like one of the only people i know who can ramble in their journal for like 20 minutes and say basically nothing. all i do is complain. ha. o well. comment please.
stop collaborate and listen.
ice is back on a bran new mission.
if you got a problem yo ill solve it.
check out the hoook while the dj revolves it.
^me and my ice. god you should all just start calling me vanilla or something. ha
love always
robs
yeah so i planned to work really hard on bio this weekend, and so far ive only done like 4 hours. not even close to being catche dup yet. its mainly because all these research projects are so damn hard. i cant find the answers to anything, so im just guessing, and i ave the feeling that im guessing wrong. to much stress lately. to much. id like it better if t just gave us little homework assignment everynight, rather making a 5,000 point project that everyone is freaking out about. wtf. i dont get him. and since when did we have to learn things that werent in the book. i think thats one part that makes his class so much harder.
so school has obviously been insanely gay lately. so uncool. and this morning we were making pancakes and my mom was yelling so insanley loud because i looked in the cupboard for like 5 minutes and i couldn't find the oil. omg. quick some one raise a flag we cant find oil. so i got in trouble for that. o dear god i hate this. everyone is contantly walking on eggshells in this house now. its crazy. and after i cleaned the bathrrom, she still bitched about how i dont do anything and how it doesnt count because i didnt clean out the cup holder. wtf. who even thinks of that. and now im supposed to buy her all this shit for mothers day. fuck her. seriously. but if i dont itll get even worse and shell cry all the time. so im gonna see if i can just send her away to a spa or some hit. and just live in peace for a little bit.
so i went outside today and tried to do a cartwheel. i was worse then when i started. and i got so fricking pissed. i just went inside and like stared at the wall for a long time. ha. im so tired of trying and getting no where at all. like i stretch all the time, and sometimes the next day ill be even tighter. i try to learn stuff and everything but i honestly have no god damn clue what im doing. it just sucks. sometimes its just like whats the point. i know my chances of making it are way worse then all the toher girls. god. but im stil trying out i guees. i just wont get my hopes to high.
so ive realized that i am so fucking weird. its crazy. like my expression, the way i act the way i dress the things i say the way i act. dear god. i dont know why you all put up with me. but thanks.
i cant wait for summer. i know everyones like omg this is gonna be so much fun i cant wait. like totaly omg. ha. no. im just excited because ill be done with 'learning' for a while. i dont know if it will be that much fun though. well i guess it will. idk.
yeah so i definatly need a job. i want katie d to get me one at the place she works because it would be so easy, but like that will happen. and im trying to get my mom to let me go to the birthday bash. i want to go soo bad. so if your going let me know or if you want to go ill go with you.
so im done for now. i love hoe im like one of the only people i know who can ramble in their journal for like 20 minutes and say basically nothing. all i do is complain. ha. o well. comment please.
stop collaborate and listen.
ice is back on a bran new mission.
if you got a problem yo ill solve it.
check out the hoook while the dj revolves it.
^me and my ice. god you should all just start calling me vanilla or something. ha
love always
robs