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My soul id dribbing out drough my dose! Apparently I have a strong inability to write about things on the day they happen. It's a flaw of mine. Do forgive me. Anyway... here's what's been going on: First: I took the PSAT on Tuesday. It's the arse-pansy stepchild of the demon known as the SAT. It was short, and stupid. And...when did the round bubbles become oblong little buggars? As if it wasn't hard enough to not color outside the lines, the College Board had to go and make the bubbles defy the natural motion of my hand. If I was that concerned about the bubbles, I don't want to know how poorly I did on the test. Second: How much am I hating my 2nd and 3rd period classes this year? Let me count the ways:
Okay... so it's only 4. But... there's a lot of hate in those 4. Also! In the world of Valentine's... don't you "Valentine's? It's October, sweety," me. I've told you all the records of my Secret Admirer, and how he/she/it would send me stuff on Valentine's, signed, "Guess who!" and so forth... They did it two years in a row, the only years my last school offered such a deal. I have a name, folks. I finally got a name. You have no idea how good that feels. I bugged my favorite teacher FOREVER to get her to tell me the name. She would not crack. Dang tough gym-ish teacher. She's still cool though. Anyway, she promised to tell dad eventually, and she ran into him at the donut store, and he got her to tell him... and now I have a name. I'm very relieved. I still wish that, somehow, I could have been able to write back and thank the guy... but no... I don't know where he's goin' to school now. He was a funny, funny guy... so maybe he was just playing a joke? I don't know if he was that mean, though. It doesn't matter, anyway. I'm just happy. And a little sick. Today, (YAY, you get a current event), I feel sick. My nose is driving me up the snotty wall. That wall wasn't snotty when I first got here either. Better than it being soully I guess. Hee. I love Strega. I hate Strega. I love to hate Strega. Ah, and today was Nerd Day at school. Official "Dress Like a Geek" Day. That was some fun stuff, yo. I just put on my new black-rimmed glasses, cause I lurve them, and because they look a little nerdy. I got two pairs of new glasses, so I can switch out. Quick like a fox, oh yeah. So.... yes. You have been informed. I'm gonna go lay down my sleepy little head, and try not to get snot all over everything. Nose-plugs, anybody? *snort* Bye. <-Ghost-> Quote, as ever: "Percy called me a derd!" and "Spike! Your soul is leaking out everywhere and making a mess! Is it supposed to do that?"-Strega as Buffy Episode: Pangs. Dunno why. Just... Pangs. Song: Good Times- Finger11 |
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