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Do I have a secrete admirer
...written on April 19, 2005, @ 17:58

or is Garrett just pulling my leg?

Crossing Jourdan was really good last night, makes me want to be a medical examiner. I guess it's because you're the one more involved in the "how'd it happen and who dun it" part of the investigation. Even if I do become a cop I think I'll still take anatomy in college, it'll be so much easier than anatomy this year.

My alarm went off and I wished it was already friday. I'm really sick of going to school, the only thing that keeps me going is seeing my friends. I got into the shower and I could barely keep my eyes open, it doesn't help that I can't see without my glasses. I do my hair while I watch the news and they showed stuff from the Bombing in '95. I didn't want to watch little babies being carried from the building, it was 6:15 in the freaking morning! I went out to the kitchen and ate some of my boneless ribs. I watched a little bit of tv as well. I was dressed and out the door at my usual time, it was actually nice outside. I was thinking it was going to be a nice day until Erika walks to the bus stop. BLAH!

I get to school and I go to the band room, while in the hallway I can hear the trumpets. I HATE IT when they play before school, who wants to hear that? It sucks so much to be with the wind ensemble, I think those people have a huge chip on their shoulder. Anyway I see Mr. Smith and he smiles at me and Mr. Ortega says, "Hi." We get music and out of the whole freaking FOUR movements we have a total of about eleven notes, ELEVEN! That's not just 3rd part, that's like the whole clarinet section. Why give us a piece of music where only seven different people get to play? How fucked up is that? The whole back row just spaced out, I ended up doing math in there and Jessica studied for a history test. It ended up being a group effort to do the last problem of math, Jourdan and Jessica tried to help me, but we couldn't figure it out.

Today was sort of a free day and I found out that Mrs. Berg decided to make us turn in our color plates in a day early because she didn't want to be grading over the weekend. Well, that's what happens when you're a teacher. For fuck's sake, if you didn't want to grade anything why make us do the work? THANKS TO DAVID FOR THE BLUE PEN! While everyone wanted to use my colored pencils and my answers I was getting really ticked off. I don't know why, I guess it's because I sick and tired of people asking me for stuff, why can't you just do it yourself? I mean I understand if you didn't get like five out of the 50 questions, but don't sit there and ask me to give you my whole fucking worksheet because you "didn't have time." I'm sorry, but if I can find some fucking time, you're ass can too. Zach said something at me and I said something under my breath and after I said it I thought, "Now, now Theresa, that's what he wants." So I'm just going to let it roll off of me.

History was great. I slept in that class. I didn't talk to Will because I was still a little unhappy with the fact that he did what he did. Ian sat in front of me and he was like, "I'm sorry." Maybe I shouldn't have gone berserk on them, but I was pissed. It felt good to sleep, we had a sub. I get to Psychology and all I want to do is keep sleeping and Addison is like, "Why aren't you talking?" So I'm trying to read this sacreligious book he has and he's like, "Shut up." Man, what does he want from me? He drew some more on his color paper in red while the rest of us watched Snake Pit. After it was over we chatted for a bit. A few times during the movie he would look over and I would look back and we'd just laugh, I miss that - Wes and I used to do that. Does Addison like me? Do I like him?

We had a "free" day in english class today. It was cool because I got help from Danh on that last math problem. I love all the asians in that class, they're the cool ones. I hope I have the same ones in my AP Lit class next year, it would be bomb. I helped Abigail cheat on her vocab test today, but I didn't really care because even if I wasn't there she would've cheated anyway. I was being so nice to everyone in that class today, even Jeff. It was weird.

Our desks were in rows in math today and because Jessica's eyes hurt we had to sit towards the front of the classroom. I sat behind Garrett this time and he was like, "My back hurts right here, could you massage that?" Yeah right! I got last night's homework right and I was so proud of myself. During the time we had to work on our math I wrote "I <3 Theresa" on Garrett's shirt in pencil. It was so funny. Then towards the end of class he's like, "Theresa I'm setting you up with someone at prom." I was like, "Wha?" He was like, "Yeah he'll be there with a single pink rose to match your dress." I thought he was kidding until he said that Maile was in on it. NO! He said that the guy is white and at first I'm like, "It better not be Jarrel." But once he mentioned Maile's name in it I'm thinking it's Addison, but neither Garrett or Maile knows Addison that well. Garrett told Jessica who it was and I'm like, "Oh fucking great." I hate shit like this, why can't they just tell me? I have a clue to who it is, it's something I won't leak to the press until I'm sure of who it is. I thought it was Ryan, but then the guy is white. Garrett told me it wasn't Kendall, but he mentioned James's name, I HIGHLY doubt that James would do that. Here are the clues I can leak to you guys: He's white and he's in band. Yeah not much, Garrett wouldn't tell me what section he's in because he said I'd know who it was, so I'm thinking tuba because there's like five of them. But I'll have to find out one thing to see who is this "secrete admirer", if Garrett isn't just fucking with me. As of now I think it's Addison.

Came home and I wanted to find out who the person is, but no one was online. I decided to look at my diary and I saw that Christina left me a message. I guess Wes asked about me while she talked to him. Eh, still if he really cared he'd call. (Look at me, I'm so pathetic) The whole Garrett and band banquet thing, he said he's not taking anyone because he'll be so busy, hello I'm going and I'm probably going to be helping out of I'm elected Senior Rep. I should let him know that I want to go with him, but it's like why? Our friendship might turn weird or something. Who knows? We'll see what's going on in May. Speaking of my mom wants to know what I'm going to be doing for the summer by the beginning of May, hello I have band in June and August, plus I want to see about going to Drum Camp in July. Having divorced parents sucks sometimes.

I have to go finish my color plates for the fucking devil woman. Just two and a half left to go!

...Garrett is so going to hell.
Theresa

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