I just finished my AR book. Finally. So I'm a tad bit happy. A tad bit stressed. Stressed. Arg. But I havent had a migrain in a few days. Which is great. This guy on my bus, I'm guessing he's in seventh grade, keeps talking to me. Asking me pointless questions like: Is that your natural hair color? Did you finish dyeing your hair? How old are you? Everytime he speaks. He spits. Everywhere. The girl behind me. Constantly yells in my ear. And if I look at anybody I get insulted for the simple fact that I supposidly had a problem. rolleyes
I'm really bored. And lately been thinking a lot, tremendous amounts. Last year my teachers always got angry at me for being loud, and annoying. But somehow I'm much quieter this year. And they are still mad at me. It quiet complicated, in a negative way. But that's not what I've been thinking about. Oh no. But that's for me to think about and not the people reading this. - ` Celtic Biohazard Peppermint
"We were always funny in that car crash sort of way."
Zombie Doll` · Wed Dec 07, 2005 @ 12:43am · 0 Comments |