Today was stressful.
But I made it through.
It was all worth it in the end.
When I found those chocolates on my bag.
That had a note inside.
That said "To my sexy Sarah."
These are the things I live for.
My friends know how to pick me up when I'm down.
Anyways, I am sort of still having my high hopes. Is the bulletin true? Are there problems? I am sure you don't know what I'm talking about.
Good.
My parents are leaving tomorrow. For four days. I thought it was two.
No. It's four.
That's four days alone with my brother.
Which is fine.
But he has school and work.
So I will be alone most of the time.
Rapists and ***** welcome! ;D
I really need a picture of Andrew in my binder.
Then I can stare at it in class when I'm depressed.
Like I did with my children.
But out of fear, I leave them at home now.
Can't have her seeing them now can I?
Thankfully, I get a ride to school tomorrow. Not that dreadful bus. You know the girls that ride the bus with me won't shut the hell up. Seriously, I am trying to listen to my music and they yell and laugh about stupid crap. It's like, "Shut up, you whores!" I've been catching another bus that goes directly to my school now instead of walking from the bus stop. I don't enjoy that 1/8th of a mile walk. It gets me all tired.
OMG. 'Slow Dance With a Stranger' just started playing.
Good signs, my friend. Good signs.
Ugh, I begin with English tomorrow. Then Spanish.
Joy.
I hate both of those classes, but they are surprisingly entertaining all the time.
Whether it's because of my Spanish teacher's inability to speak English,
or my English teacher's humour,
those classes just never get boring.
But I hate them
Oh, I hate them so.
BLARGH.
I want to stop now. And post other pointless entries.
Catchya laterz ;D
 Constanze Mozart · Thu Feb 19, 2009 @ 05:02am · 0 Comments |
