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Theresa Reeves. 17 year old junior at Westmoore High School. In the Marching Band. Made 5th place at OBA with Gazebo Dances, our Symphonic Band made SWEEPSTAKES. Loves music - emo, adult alternative, R&B and jazz. Percussionist in training.
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A very shitty weekend
...written on March 07, 2005, @ 18:18
I was fluish? (if that's a word)
So friday was all nice and dandy until I sat my happy self down in english class. My stomach hurt so bad, I wanted to contribute to our poster for the "Eyes" project, but I couldn't. All I could do was sit there and lean against the wall because my stomach hurt so bad. I went to math and thought on the way there, "Hey I'm feeling better." When I got in there and sat down I was like, "Nevermind." It hurt so bad I wanted to cry, but I do not cry in public. So I took the quiz and the pain came and went, I tried my hardest on the test and I hoped I did well.
When I got home I put on some shorts and curled up on the couch. I didn't feel good at all. I laid there, my head was warm, my head was pounding, my stomach hurt, everytime I moved it my body hurt and I was hungry, but I couldn't eat. It was bad. I was home alone because my parents went on base for something. About two hours after they left I called to see if I could go up to 7Eleven for a Sprite, my grandma's home remedy for a tummy ache. I went up there and I got that sprite once I got home I drank it and I started to feel better. I watched Jackass and I went to sleep at 10PM. (Yeah ok that's early, but my stomach HURT, you just don't know.)
I woke up saturday morning at 8am. I was ok with that, it was early, but not too early. I couldn't really eat anything so I had some ice cream. It was good too. It was just me and mom for awhile. I like it when Erika's not home because she gets on my freaking nerves. I knew I should've studied, but I wasn't in the mood. Christina called and we chatted for a bit, then her sister called. It was great to hear from her, haven't talked in awhile. Then I fell asleep and slept until around 4:30PM and I was alone with Erika. Sometime after that she left to go somewhere. So I got on the computer and while I was looking for another picture to complete my geisha theme for my diary I started talking to Maile and Isaac. I ended up redoing Maile's dairyland diary with "The Notebook" as her theme. I'm going to get her The Notebook on DVD and the cd for her. I was on for awhile before my parents came home with chinese food - I had been craving that because everyone had it at school friday. As soon as I saw it I was like, "Man this isn't China House." China House is this little chinese place next to Wing Stop and it's the BEST chinese I've had since Hong Kong (chinese resturant in Germany).
I was online until around 8PM, then I studied a bit. Then I went to sleep because there was nothing on tv. I ended up tossing and turning and finally passing out at around 12AM. I got up at around 9AM and went out to get some of my left over chinese food and as I'm finishing off my food mom and dad come in with penara. What kind of shit is that?!
I go take a shower and clean up my room and at around 11:45 I go out and get me a begal. I freaking like those things, really really good. But as soon as I finished it off and went back to my room to study I regretted eating it. It upset my stomach so bad. Because Erika wanted to go somewhere she had to shovel shit and so my dad decided to make me pick up leaves in the front yard, hm, did it not look like I was doing something? So I went out there and picked up the leaves and I was on the computer, again looking for that picture to complete my geisha theme, when Erika's little friend comes over. I hate when her friends come over because I feel uncomfortable, that is sad, feeling uncomfortable in your own house. So I went into my room and played a little bit on my good ole' clarinet.
I ended up studying the rest of the night, I was home alone because Erika left with her friend and mom and dad had a soccer game. I ate, watched Sex in the City, then watched Their Eyes Were Watching God. I guess dad was upset that I didn't go to his soccer game because I told him I had to study, I forgot to tell him about my extra credit for english - compare and contrast the movie and the book - so it just looked like I stayed home to watch tv. Really, that wasn't the case.
Mateo ended up sleeping with me and I didn't turn the lights out until 11:30PM because I was studying. I felt confident. I could't really get comfortable because Mateo took up the middle of the bed. Without the sleep I thought I needed, I woke up feeling refreshed. I think it was from the excess sleep I had this weekend.
I did my usual and had ceral because my parents bought me MILK! I love milk and they always seem to use mine to make pancakes with and I end up having none when I want it. And I watched the ending of Vegas Vacation. That movie is really funny, I wish I could win me four cars and meet Wyane Newton. Hahaha.
I was afraid that my stomach would start hurting me again so I took me Aleve with me. Band was ok, except I realized why Mr. Smith hates symphonic band so much, it's full of the idiots. Everyone just kept talking and playing out of time. Very annoying and Mr. Smith was all getting onto the clarinets. It makes me feel bad because I'm a clarinet and I do my "job".
We took our test in anatomy and I had to sit next to Zach, damn fucker. I really don't like him and he was trying to talk to me! Why? He was just talking crap about me like friday. I think I did well on the test, but there were a few questions that we didn't even talk about on there. I hate that, why does she do that?
My knee started to hurt me so bad in history class. I was like, "Man if I can just get to psychology Tiffan will have water and I'll take that pill." I was like the only person who'd finished the whole section review so I was answering questions. As soon as we got out of that class I went to psychology - I saw my Kendall on the way there - and sat in my chair. Tiffany walks in and I she has no water, WHAT?! But she did have her make-up and Addison soon had green eyelids. He wanted black eyeliner on too, but Tiffany couldn't do it and neither could he so it wasn't happening. It was funnier than his eye thing on friday - he found out I hate when people stare at me so he stared at me with his eyelids, then he taped paper eyes on his eyelids and looked at me, he's so crazy.
They were passing out little "flyers" to say that dodgeball was going to be happening tonight at the school. Like I was going to that. English class was ok, our group nearly bombed on our poster if it hadn't been for Jackie we would've, she's got a way with words and concepts. Made Billy make a ransome note for Garrett so he could tell what's up with Mary. It was so funny. I get to Math and I give Garrett the note and he's like, "Mary has panic attacks and had a reaction to her medication and she's been going to a psychatrist for it." Ok, I just wanted to know for Jessica. Speaking of her AP Bio teacher gave her SEVEN chapters of work due thursday - 40 pages for each chapter. I felt so bad for her because she was ready to cry. I hope her mom does something about it. Made a 41 on my math test, kind of sad about it. Garrett told me about all this band stuff. I'll write about that later because my parents are talking about delagating stuff and I'm tired of being clumpted into the mass.
Hoping that my studying paid off
Theresa
Ps. Wondering why my guys friends don't talk to me anymore. I know they have other girls in their life, but they told me they'd always talk to me no matter what, guess that was a lie.