The Class of 2006 sucks. She's nameless for good reason
heyy i was sitting here and i was like dayam whennn was the last time i posted?! and then i was like a while ago. and then i was lke uhhh should i acutally post this time because ive thought of writing many times before this and i was alwayds like i shouldddd. but that involved effort. so then i was like heyyy maybe i shud make it my new years resolution to not write xangas anymore, but then i was like no, cuz then ill actually follow thru with a new years resolution and that would ruin the whole point of new years resolutions. so then i was like hey i might as well, im procrastinating showering anyway, i dont really feel like talking to anyone online as usual so i might as well update random internet users on my life. right? but then i was like do i really wanna write about all thats happened in the past month? no! i mean that involves talking about christmas and psat scores (which my dad should burn in hell for flipping out about) and tennis and fights and boring school and working at kumon and blah blah blah. basically to summarize: school still is boring and its now 2004 which means that in two more years it will be the year i graduate which makes me happy and sad at the same time because if highschool is supposed to be the best years of ur life, the rest of my life will suck. it too repetitive. anyway, i spent my new years watching charlie browns christmas with mari and then we blew on these plastic whistle lips at 12:00. woohoo. and then i went to sleep at 4. and then i woke up at 7 and went to canada with mari. and we snowboarded and had an awesome time and im broken. and then school started and its back to the blah blah blah feels like we never had vacation. then we got our psats back and then i got my math test back and then i went to amelias and ate more depsite the fact that it seems impossible and my dad thinks im fat again. sighhhh. yup so life updated. i wear warm clothes cuz its the winter. not the summer. ok. whats wrong with canada anyway? hot guys, legal pot, free healthcare, snowboarding, clean air, no bush. people need to stop with all the hating. hate hate hate. thats what school is for. my paper for ss sucked. i guess i shouldnt have done it the night before. maybe i should have re read it. maybe. joyce hit me hard today. joyce is abusive. i am not talking to joyce until the bruise on my arm goes away. college kids have a month of vacation. that is not fair. i am tired. my mom isnt letting me go on ski trip again. i hate the PTA. i am cold. i have no money and it is a week after christmas. how did i spend all of my money? ive decided im switching to new rochelle high school. maybe ursuline. i wish. i hate listening to other people bitch 24/7. dont u? then why do u read my xanga? why do u talk to me? hypocrite. bobby called me a hypocrite today. bobby is a hypocrite. taury called me a ho today. taury is a ho. it was jessicas birthday today. happy birthday jessica. everyone seems to be cheating nowadays. and it aint on tests. and then its bad. bad bad bad. i missed pri. i missed netta. i want to go somewhere over break. we have a half day tomorrow. i have two periods. why am i writing random sentences? i think its time to shower. i dont really want to shower. my brother doesnt shower. he smells. i missed one tree hill tonight. why? one tree hill is better then the geneva accord. my dad made me watch channel 13 for vocabulary words. i had no idea what they were talking about. they use big words. or small words that i dont know. im biting my nails. ow. tomorrow is january 7th. i wore bottle cap earings with frida kahlo in them today and they are weird. they are cool. there is a sticker on my binder that says i love you too gary. it is a sticker of spongebob. i got it from the JCAC luncheon today. why am i still typing. why am i still typing in short random sentences. lets use a big word i learned on channel thirteen. i forgot them. i remember tacit. i dont know what it means. tacit permission. i cant describe mari in one word. i cant describe myself in one word. yes i can. tired.