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It's a roast
...written on February 27, 2005, @ 13:02

Bring your plates and forks, folks

Right now I'm in the mood to just let loose on anyone. I'm sick and tired of people just telling me things that constantly make me feel like I don't deserve anything. Like Ricky, he left me a message saying he got a car. That's great and everything, but then he said that it's something he's wanted really bad. Ok, so I don't want a car bad enough? I'm not like other kids, wanting a car so I can go to a party and speed. No, I want a car so I can drive people home after practice, so I can get to practice, so I don't have to stand outside in 20mph wind when it's like 20 degrees outside. I am happy that he got a car, but he's got a job and a pretty good one at that and I don't, my mom pays child support and that's it. I don't even see all the money, only whatever my dad doesn't feel like spending on everyone else.

I HATE HATE HATE Erika. She's so freaking annoying. Ok she's Tex Mex and she's talking about Erica Martinez having a fake accent, hello LISTEN TO YOURSELF! I know people who speak spanish fluently - Ivan - and he doesn't have an accent. Why do you have to have an accent if you want to be mexican? I think you only have an accent if your first language ISN'T english. But then again, that's just me. Another thing I'm pissed that my parents let Erika do whatever she wants, but me I get all yelled at and stuff, why? Why do I have to be the one who gets nothing, the one who has to clean everything, the one who everyone hates?

Ok I think I'm through with all that, I just needed to say that because if I hadn't I think I would've blown up in someone's face that I really didn't want to. I'm talking to Christina right now, I haven't talked to her in awhile, I hope she gets that job for the camp counselor so she can get paid. It would be cool for her to go and see a different state, I'm hoping she goes to New York so she can send me a post card from there or something.

Friday Jessica and I decorated Garrett's car. It was so fun. We wrote on all the windows and put streemers on it. I tried to write Dreamy Drummer on the windshield, but I messed up and sort of combined them and got Dreamer so Jessica had to fix it so it said Dreamey. I told Mr. Smith about it because I went in so I wouldn't be "late" and I told him Jessica might be a little bit late, he was like, "I heard you called the drumline stupid." I was like "What?!" I guess when I looked at the rhythms on the podeum I said, "Oh, phew, that's for the STUPID drumline." But I could have sworn I didn't say stupid. Oh well, Mr. Smith wasn't really mad. He laughed at me because I made Curtis go around instead of make me and Jandi move. I'm tired of people going through there, we're trying to warm up too, GET THERE EARLIER! He moved everyone around so the saxaphones were in the back and the french horns are right behind me, some of them suck. I think I like it better this way.

We're going to have this huge test over chapters 18-21 soon. Mrs. Berg said that it was over 200 points, what's up with that? I'm going to have to study really hard for that one. We did enrollment in history today and I was up there bugging Mr. Pennington because I hadn't gone. I was the last person to do enrolllment out of our class. I didn't care, found out that I can't borrow Mein Kampf from Pennington because someone else has it. I guess I'll have to go up to Barnes&Nobles, ROADTRIP!

I was like 15min late to psychology because of enrollment. Not like I missed anything though. I saw Addison's psycadelic shirt, it was like it had come out of a time capsule from the 1970's. We watched the tape on D.I.D with the woman who has dragon as one of her personalities. It was funny, but sad to know that she's that way because her parents tourtured her, sexually and physcially abused her.

English, we haven't gotten our timed writes back, but I'm ok with that. I hope I did good on it. I really did try, I'm starting to get good ideas for making my essays better. I have to finish reading There Eyes Were Watching God, its starting to get really funny towards the end. Just some of the things being said are hilarious. I'm starting to tone down and not be as abrasive with anyone because of what Daniel said to me, I know that's my personality, but if I wasn't so harsh I think that would benifit everyone?

Garrett made fun of my spelling, but he said that he felt loved by it anyway. I just hope that next year he doesn't come back and do that to me on my birthday, he knows where I live. I don't like how huge our class has gotten, but it does keep Will and Tyler busy enough to not talk to me. I'm sick of those kids. Math is starting to get really easy, thank god!

My parents gave me some magazines to look at, they're full of cars. I'm actually looking at SMALL SUV's and four door cars. Whatever it is I want it to have FOUR DOORS, I can buy me a ncie sound system to put in it. The only colors I want are black, white or silver. Nothing idiotic like gold. I still don't understand why I haven't gotten a car or whatever yet, this is like the only thing I've ever wanted, aside from a clarinet, but I ended up having to pay for that anyway.

I've been thinking and I think that the end of this summer, right before school, I'll redo my room. I'll make have a japanese theme. I really want that since I plan on learning that language. I told my mom about wanting to live in Ireland and she's like, "I'm so proud of you, that shows that your independant." I try. I think that I should plan I trip with my friends my senior year like Kyle, maybe even Ireland. We'll see.

Well Erika has one of her little friends over and my parents aren't home so she's acting a fool. I swear if she says one wrong thing to me I'll go off on her, I'm tired of her shit. I like being home ALONE because that way I don't have to deal with her, I actually like it when she's not here, it's better for me, I get to be an only child.

I need to clean the bathroom because no one else will, plus my room and finish up my homework. Still debating on if I should ask Mr. Smith to teach me bass drum, that's the only thing I want to learn. I think it would be a great experience because it would help me sight read a lot better. Plus I could go to "drum camp", yes how cool! And maybe I should call Wes? Christina seems to think so, but I'm not sure, I'm actually a little pissed at him because he has called me. But I haven't call him so I shouldn't be mad? I don't know anymore. No matter how many times I think on it, I still don't know and it sucks not knowing.

Robert Colby: "I don't like your elevator eyes."
-haha, that's so funny

Theresa

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