That American Voice Again
"You can use your notes on the quiz."
"Is it hard?"
"No...it's relatively soft."
The puns of the Novak. Oh, he slays me. Almost as much as the "sweet sounds of Mr. Jordan". I want that compilation cd. Blah blah.
Yesterday was a pointless day of school, not unlike others. I arrived at school at 7:10 as the psycho bitch wanted, and she wasn't there. After minutes and minutes and maybe a half hour of waiting, I searched the school. She walked by me and said "hi, Alanna". How can she still not know my name? Anyway, she walked by and I just went upstairs. I went back to the gym for 1st period and I told her how I was there but she wasn't, so she said I made up the class. Niceness, I know. Blah blah blah. Nothing happened. We went to Lisa's after school and I made the public well aware of my beat boxing skills. Seriously, I am the shit at beat boxing. Just like Chris Sharpe. I went home and did homework. The life I lead is crazy. I also decorated notebooks. I know, being this wild is dangerous.
So, went to school this morning. It should burn. I despise school of any sort. Blech blech. Nothing happened, per usual. After school, me and Tarita went to the Fitness Center. We worked out for an hour, which was very nice. I'm not in much pain now, but I probably will be tomorrow. I have dance tomorrow night. Dammit. I love Jeff Geagan.
Connor is jealous cause Jeff has chicken parm with me, but he doesn't.
I'm on the phone with Lau right now. I should get off so I can practice my monologue or read. I've decided that for the audition, I will recite random lines from American Beauty. The parts about how beautiful the world is. I will have to explain this to Katie Kelly so she isn't confused. Her or Dr. Shutze, that sex kitten.
I love Willie from the Real World as much as Karamo loves Homothugs.
"Is it hard?"
"No...it's relatively soft."
The puns of the Novak. Oh, he slays me. Almost as much as the "sweet sounds of Mr. Jordan". I want that compilation cd. Blah blah.
Yesterday was a pointless day of school, not unlike others. I arrived at school at 7:10 as the psycho bitch wanted, and she wasn't there. After minutes and minutes and maybe a half hour of waiting, I searched the school. She walked by me and said "hi, Alanna". How can she still not know my name? Anyway, she walked by and I just went upstairs. I went back to the gym for 1st period and I told her how I was there but she wasn't, so she said I made up the class. Niceness, I know. Blah blah blah. Nothing happened. We went to Lisa's after school and I made the public well aware of my beat boxing skills. Seriously, I am the shit at beat boxing. Just like Chris Sharpe. I went home and did homework. The life I lead is crazy. I also decorated notebooks. I know, being this wild is dangerous.
So, went to school this morning. It should burn. I despise school of any sort. Blech blech. Nothing happened, per usual. After school, me and Tarita went to the Fitness Center. We worked out for an hour, which was very nice. I'm not in much pain now, but I probably will be tomorrow. I have dance tomorrow night. Dammit. I love Jeff Geagan.
Connor is jealous cause Jeff has chicken parm with me, but he doesn't.
I'm on the phone with Lau right now. I should get off so I can practice my monologue or read. I've decided that for the audition, I will recite random lines from American Beauty. The parts about how beautiful the world is. I will have to explain this to Katie Kelly so she isn't confused. Her or Dr. Shutze, that sex kitten.
I love Willie from the Real World as much as Karamo loves Homothugs.