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Today, was in a word, HORRIFIC ( Read more... )

School was good. I feel so dumb in Math though, I feel like I'm the only one who doesn't get it and it really sucks and I feel inferior. But Matt cheered me up by rupturing his spleen on his locker. Then home then to rehearsal in which I did nothing but try and find the Rally that I guess was thrown out. Whatever ( Read more... )

Today was unproductive. I actually wrote something in CW, did nothing in Gym, actually felt smart in History, accomplished nothing in French, and as usual, sunk myself lower in math. I hate Math. I feel so dumb in that class because Ms. Nichol is fairly condescending. Blahhhhhh. Then home where I made Arthur pasta and accomplished 98% of my ( Read more... )

Today was...boring. Handed in my CW story, froze my ass off in gym, realized how stupid people are in history, had a nice lunch, fell asleep in french and stole max's jacket, and then hated math like always. First one act rehearsal tomorrow, things with tech crew still aren't organized. IS last night was good, I got a ride home from Matt ( Read more... )

( as promised, this is my short story )

I am in a wonderful mood.  I have no homework except to type something, I have IS tonight, I have a crush that is in the baby stages but still appearing to be mutual, I did well on a math test that I thought I failed.  Rehearsals start Wednesday, my project on Goethe for history is going to be boss, I don't have to work on Thursday, I am probably ( Read more... )

My weekend was wonderful.  I already posted about Friday, and then Saturday I went with my parents.  We went out to breakfast and then to Sutton, MA to go apple picking.  I sat and hid in a tree wearing my jeans and sweatshirt and Chucks and ate apples and dropped the cores on my parents.  My dad picked me up out of the tree and we went out to ( Read more... )

So today, in one word, was passable, at best.  I received my Creative Writing story back.  The teacher was apologetic about her censorship and essentially bullshitted her way out by telling me how much she likes my writing.  Whatever.  A bunch of people are blaming me for someone getting the help they deserve.  Another whatever.  Especially since I ( Read more... )

I made it through another day, thankfully.  Definately failed a French quiz though, and did semi-okay on a math one.  Fell asleep in History, for the most part. Then I worked, and went to Staples because I need a new planner.  I got one.  I also got my script, so I need to start memorizing lines, and finding out about tech for the other 2 acts ( Read more... )