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So homeroom was pretty cool, George is there. George is that bastard from freshman year at Ben Franklin. Ron's there too, but Ron's sweet. He's cute, cool, but sadly, ROTC friendly. Anyway, I soon found out that I'M NOT IN THAT HOMEROOM ANYMORE!!! *cry*
For some reason I have Business computer... and she's blabbering on about typing with out looking at the keys... Fuck that. I have Civics too... DIDN'T I GO THROUGH THAT HELL LAST YEAR?? Katt's there, so I'm happy. Cool chickie there. She pointed out that my hair still looks pink too... *giggle*
This computer class is Bullshit.
Erin and Jason are in my English class. Jason's still cute and Erin's still sexy, and their both still bitches. Carl's here too.
I'm gonna scream. this shit sucks. I miss Allison. I miss Jerrica and Sherri. I miss Jesse and Alice and Linus. Why are my nerves so bad??? I feel like i'm gonna cry, or puke, but then again, it's 10 o'clock, amd I never finished breakfast. WHY DO I FEEL LIKE SHIT?? I just want to curl up in a ball and scream and cry and... ughhh... *whines* Is it December yet??
Sahara told me that all my teachers were shit. This Science Teacher is fuckin nuts.
I have second lunch... Damn I'm hungry. Jake's in my science class... thats cool. He's kinda cute too. I spent lunch with a bunch of weird people... I dunno, better that sittin alone. Walked with Ron for a bit, and he tried to talk me into joining ROTC, but... ... ... No.
AHHHH!!! *gasp* AHHHH!! John's in my spanish class. At least I'm dropping this class for APE. He got up, and moved to sit next to me. Fuckin creepy bastard. Tryin to find out my schedule, which lunch period I have... Fuckin creepy ass bastard. At least he's not staring at me... much. Fuckin creepy ass bastard.
Mr. solo, my spanish teacher, has a cool accent, not like those pricks with their spanish slang, thinkin their better than everyone else. OMG, John's showing me poetry he wrote again...Fuckin bastard... He's such a shit head. Damn it... At least he doesn't scare me anymore... Fuckin creepy bastard, He's so loud too... Damn bastard.
So, geometry is still with mrs. Turner, and that's gonna change. fast. The floors were all slick and slippery, and my shoes have no traction. 45 min. left...
25 min left... i don't even know what bus I'm riding home... 10 min left... Damn... is it December yet? 5 min... damn it's been a long day... Oh bless that bell, that bell of freedom.
So, tomorrow, I'm going to the french Quarter after school, and I deffinatly invited Ron to come along. I ment it as a friend, butI dunno how he took it. eep.