urban glitz

Normalcy
...written on January 21, 2005, @ 21:59

Things are starting to get back to the way they used to be

I looked at my entry from yesterday and man was that thing long. I also saw this message on my tag-board from "?". Now if you're going to leave me a message be bold enough and leave your name. C'mon now, don't be shy. I'm kind of scared that it might be someone I don't want reading this diary, but I guess we'll have to wait and see who it is won't we?

I've been seeing an awful lot of Wade and it's not a bad thing. Everytime I turn a corner in our school it seems like he's right around it. Either him or some other guy I think is hot, Tung, James, Mr. Young...the list goes on. I guess it's a good thing, but it's a little freaky although Wade does say "hi" to me every time I see him. Me and Jacky, we just want to make out with him. Speaking of today we were getting ready to take our vocab test in english and Jacky was telling me that she saw him at work yesterday and that they went to her car and made out - Ha she wishes! It was funny.

Band, of course is getting on my nerves because Mrs. Bellows just makes me feel like I'm not doing enough when I'm practically taking my clarinet home EVERYDAY and practicing. I hate that feeling, I think it's because I take everything personal. Alton and I are cool, but then again he's always cool with everyone.

I actually finished writing all my notes down in anatomy and I was so happy. Hang was so glad that I had let her borrow my notes, I understand what it's like to have a bad day. I asked a few questions about somethings and realized why doctors do things a certain way. See I like it when I learn new things that have plagued me.

We took a "surprise quiz" in History and it was fill in the blank. I was so mad because I knew all the answers it just I couldn't think of three of them. You know when somethings on the tip of your tounge but you can't spit it out? Yeah that's how it felt and when I looked at my worksheets I saw the words and I wanted to kick myself. Oh well, I finished up my reader responses in there too. I like that history class because I'll always have an A in there and I can finish up some of my other work.

We watched another movie in phsycology. We didn't finish the whole thing, but we started it. It's called Mr. Jones and it's about a bipolar I person. It's pretty interesting. I like that class, but after watching a beautiful mind and realizing that most of what John Nash saw were hallusionations it made me wonder about myself.

Lunch was great, just me and Jamee and we talked about everything. A couple of days ago this mexican girl went up to this white guy and threw ketchup on him. It was so funny because he had on this white jacket type thing. She did it because he and his friends were throwing things and I suppose that something hit her. The look on his face just made me laugh my ass off, it served him right though. He was wearing that jacket thing today and I think his mommy washed it for him.

We had a subsitute for english today so everyone sat wherever they felt like it and so Tung was on MY side of the room. He's so hot. I did pretty good on my vocab test and it was a good thing I studied the night before because everyone was stealing my vocab to study. After we had to write our satirical essay and it took everyone forever to start. Halfway through we just started talking about it, mine was pretty good for being written in 15 minutes. I had the concept all planned out it was starting it that made it hard.

I found out that I made a 44/50 on my math test which was better than my last one! I was so happy, but my grade went down a few points - I still have an A though. Garrett, alas still has that D. But we started something new today, vectors, and boy is it easy. Basically we're adding and subtracting coordinate points. Garrett's like, "Yes, real math." We all just sort of laughed at him because he had the most trouble with trig.

Once I get home I do my usual stuff and let the dogs out. They like to stay out there for about 20 minutes so I just watched some tv, then popped some popcorn and watched Without A Paddle it was really funny and it's got some good moral issues in there too. Erika and Maggie came and they were talking and what not and I acted as if they weren't there. Before the movie ended the phone rang and it registered as "MOORE PUB SCHOOLS" - I think that Erika ditched school today. After that I fed the dogs and waited until around 6PM to take them for a walk. It was a nice walk. Then I watched Harold and Kumar go to White Castle that movie was about all the things that pot heads do to get something to eat. It had a LOT of guest apperances.

Mom goes to get the pizza that she ordered and dad comes home. We don't talk much and that's fine with me. I get on the computer and check a few things. For some reason you people can't see my page and I don't know why there is this thing that says Domain hosting (new) and it won't seem to go away. I'm NOT paying $20 to use this diary for a year.

While I was finishing up my pizza dad askes me how my day was and I gave him an outline of what I did today. I go back to my room and I hear mom and dad talking about Erika and saying, "Did she not go to school, then just come here and leave?" So I'm thinking that she ditched. She wasn't here last night and she won't be here tonight - THANK GOD! I have no clue what she does and frankly I don't want to concern myself with what she does. I'm glad she's not here because I don't have to clean up behind her, speaking of there is some congealed fat/grease left on our stove griddle and it's been there for about a week. Do you see how lazy my family is? I can't wait until I'm out on my own.

I read my last entry and boy were there a lot of grammatical errors, I feel bad, but I'm NOT going to fix all of them. You'll just have to grin and bare it. I've got some homework, four math problems, read like three chapters and do reader responses and practice. Man am I lucky, I also need to clean up, but that's about it. I guess I could call Wes again and see if he wants me to get him a tape. I don't like calling him because I get butterflies in my stomach everytime I do, like I'm nervous or something. I can't stand it because there is NO reason for me to, I know his whole family and they like me. So why do I feel like that everytime I call?

It's getting towards my bedtime and I'm already sleepy, how sad is that? I'm always tired and it's basically my BODY, I'm so tired that I feel it in my bones.

Theresa

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