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OMG @ Everwood.
May. 19th, 2003 09:29 pmOKAY FIRST OFF I'M GOING TO SHOVE A POLE UP LJ'S ASS FOR FUCKING DELETING MY ENTRY. FUCKERRRRR.
Okay.. yes.. Frustration at tonight's episode of Everwood. I MUST KNOWWWWWW! ARGH! Anywho..
Today was actually a good day. I woke up at a decent time, pulled on my Evanescence(!) t-shirt, and headed to school. I got to school and chatted with Chelle and Antwan, then headed to Calculus. It was pretty easy day. I read Chelle's Shaolin Sisters manga and did a few problems on intergration. In Band, we practiced Pomp & Circumstance, America the Beautiful, and this stupid senior song Mr. Peach made up. It's crap. I hate it, it's in a STUPID key, it sounds SUPER bad, and I wanna burn it. We also worked on our opener, which is also crap. It's called The Music of Jack Stamp. It's crap. CRAP DAMNIT. I hate it. The ending's stupid. Argh. And much to my disappointment, they didn't post the results and they weren't going to until that afternoon. So yay. Onto Spanish, I talked with Angeleen about Edgefest and showed her some of my old pictures, and listened to my CDs. I was talking with Alyssa also about tryouts for band. She was hoping she made drum major, or at least woodwind captain. After Spanish, it was off to Health. In Health, we did our review and I finished it pretty quickly. Chelle and I talked about random stuff and played checkers on her calculator. After school, Melanie and I checked the results. Our new drum majors: Marla (the drum major from this year) and Stephanie. I coulda told ya that though. I knew Stephanie was going to make drum major when I was a freshmen. Shakila, Dominique and Jonathon made woodwind captain. I made first chair bass clarinet.. which is kinda funny, because during marching.. I play CLARINET DUMBASSES. Oh, well. I'm still in Symphonic Band, and I'm happy for that. I do not wanna be in first or third band, because those are the bands Mr. Peach directs. And I hate him, so yeah. Woo hoo! After that, when Melanie, Antwan, her sister and I were walking out.. I saw Alyssa crying out in the corner. She was pretty disappointed. I felt sorry for her because she and Shakila aren't very good friends anymore (from what I've observed) and this will create a HUGE rift. After I got out of the parking lot, I came home and I took a nap, woke up, fixed chicken, took my sister to karate, watched Everwood, and here I am. *ta da* So yeah..
Last night I talked to Matt till about.. 1:30. I said some stuff that I really regret. There's just.. all these thoughts in my head that fuck me up, and make me all crazy and emotional, and I say stuff. I'm stressed out, I have senioritis, and I'm tired. I'm starting to regret ever telling him that I still had feelings for him. It's just causing so much pain for the both of us. I'm starting to wonder whether my smile is genuine somtimes.. It's getting so hard to open myself up these days. Things like.. my friends's breakups, the whole thing with me and Jordan, and years of low self-esteem.. they make it hard for me to fully trust Matt again. I'm like.. oiy. I don't want to regret my actions.
-Thal
Okay.. yes.. Frustration at tonight's episode of Everwood. I MUST KNOWWWWWW! ARGH! Anywho..
Today was actually a good day. I woke up at a decent time, pulled on my Evanescence(!) t-shirt, and headed to school. I got to school and chatted with Chelle and Antwan, then headed to Calculus. It was pretty easy day. I read Chelle's Shaolin Sisters manga and did a few problems on intergration. In Band, we practiced Pomp & Circumstance, America the Beautiful, and this stupid senior song Mr. Peach made up. It's crap. I hate it, it's in a STUPID key, it sounds SUPER bad, and I wanna burn it. We also worked on our opener, which is also crap. It's called The Music of Jack Stamp. It's crap. CRAP DAMNIT. I hate it. The ending's stupid. Argh. And much to my disappointment, they didn't post the results and they weren't going to until that afternoon. So yay. Onto Spanish, I talked with Angeleen about Edgefest and showed her some of my old pictures, and listened to my CDs. I was talking with Alyssa also about tryouts for band. She was hoping she made drum major, or at least woodwind captain. After Spanish, it was off to Health. In Health, we did our review and I finished it pretty quickly. Chelle and I talked about random stuff and played checkers on her calculator. After school, Melanie and I checked the results. Our new drum majors: Marla (the drum major from this year) and Stephanie. I coulda told ya that though. I knew Stephanie was going to make drum major when I was a freshmen. Shakila, Dominique and Jonathon made woodwind captain. I made first chair bass clarinet.. which is kinda funny, because during marching.. I play CLARINET DUMBASSES. Oh, well. I'm still in Symphonic Band, and I'm happy for that. I do not wanna be in first or third band, because those are the bands Mr. Peach directs. And I hate him, so yeah. Woo hoo! After that, when Melanie, Antwan, her sister and I were walking out.. I saw Alyssa crying out in the corner. She was pretty disappointed. I felt sorry for her because she and Shakila aren't very good friends anymore (from what I've observed) and this will create a HUGE rift. After I got out of the parking lot, I came home and I took a nap, woke up, fixed chicken, took my sister to karate, watched Everwood, and here I am. *ta da* So yeah..
Last night I talked to Matt till about.. 1:30. I said some stuff that I really regret. There's just.. all these thoughts in my head that fuck me up, and make me all crazy and emotional, and I say stuff. I'm stressed out, I have senioritis, and I'm tired. I'm starting to regret ever telling him that I still had feelings for him. It's just causing so much pain for the both of us. I'm starting to wonder whether my smile is genuine somtimes.. It's getting so hard to open myself up these days. Things like.. my friends's breakups, the whole thing with me and Jordan, and years of low self-esteem.. they make it hard for me to fully trust Matt again. I'm like.. oiy. I don't want to regret my actions.
-Thal
