Blehhh Part 2

So, I realize that, in my last post, I said I would blog the following day about all that had gone on.  I lied.  I didn't mean to, it's just that my new sleep hours have really caught up to me in the past week, so I was pretty much sleepy from the moment I got home everyday.  However, I think I may be getting back on track, which means my blogging will even out soon.

Anyway, so as of right now I think I have all A's.  Granted, school'd only been in for two weeks, but still.  I've managed to fuck it up earlier than that.  Drama is really sucky, but that's going to have a post all it's own sometime in the next few days, because it would take up to much space in a post containing other things.  Floral Design is pretty shitty too, because I'm not good at identifying plants, and Amanda is annoying.  Psychology is pretty great, and Int. Science is an ok class.

Speaking of Science, the funniest thing happened the other day.  This kid, Dalton, managed to nearly cut his finger off with a pair of fucking safety scissors.  There was blood everywhere.  Apparently, he stuck his finger in them and whoever was holding them assumed he was smart enough to move it ebfore they tried to use them.  He wasn't.  There was A LOT of blood too.  Also, Tyler Coy hates me.  Why?  I seriously think it's because I'm smarter than him.  The funny thing is, he seems to think that it bothers me that he doesn't like me, when that couldn't be farther from the truth. 

On a different note, I saw Scott Pilgrim last night.  That movie was EPIC.  Like, it's now one of my favorite movies.  I saw it with Morgan, Jared, and Daniel.  We got Candy at Candy Craze and I left it in Jared's car, and he ate it.  That makes me sad.  After the movie me and Daniel met up with Joseph, Nikki, and Other Morgan and went to Joppa, the haunted church.  I don't even want to talk about what happened, because it was fucking scary as hell.  I am NEVER going back there.  Ever.

Blehhh

I'm so sleepy all the time right now.  So, I don't want to blog right now, but I'm going to put a little basic stuff...

Some funny stuff has happened.  Some pisses me off stuff has happened.  Some meh stuff has happened.  And I just can't stay awake.

So, I'll blog tomorrow when I get home.

Excuse Me Miss But Can I Get You Out Your Panties?

"My First Kiss" by 3oh!3 of course.

So, I'm kind of really confused.  Yesterday afternoon I changed my facebook status to "is going to go see Scott Pilgrim if I have to walk my ass there."  Jared commented on it, and we're going to go.  That's not what confused me.  What confused me was the fact that someone else then commented on it.  Tony.  Yeah.  He made a joke about why would I walk my ass there when I have legs.  And from there went on and was talking about how he doesn't make good choices and fights a lot.

What.  The.  Fuckity.  Fuck.

This guy literally just stops talking to me, even though I professed my love, and now he's just randomly talking to me again?

So not happening.  I was civil, but that was it.  If he tries to waltz back into my life and act like he didn't fuck up a lot of shit in my life and then just leave, then he's got another think coming.  I'm not going to let him, and I swear that I mean it.

I'm beginning to be happy.  I've been consistently happy for a few weeks now, and I'm really beginning to like it.  I like someone who's genuinely nice, but I don't love him, which cuts back on the drama A LOT.  I've finally managed to get away from the friends who only caused me drama, and everything is just generally going well.  If he comes back, I know he'll fuck it up. 

It's not that I blame him for me getting depressed.  It's not his fault.  It's just a cumulation of things, one of which is him.  The entire time I liked him, and all that was going down, it was just pure drama.  And that doesn't make me happy.  So I'm glad he's gone.  And he's staying that way.

Snitches And Talkers Get Stitches And Walkers

Fall Out Boy.  I've never understood the name...It's an ok song though.

School's been good.  Tuesday wee took personality quizzes in psychology.  My social desireability is at a level two, and my proneness (if that's the word) to addiction is a level six.  Which is average.  The addiction one anyway.  In floral design we cleaned up the shop yesterday and identified a couple of plants today.  We haven't really done anything in science except take a few notes and do a worksheet.

I did think I was going to have to kick some ass today though.  Some jackass called Cow a queer.  Which he's not.  I just gave him a death stare.  If he does it again though, he will not be a happy camper.  I don't put up with people saying shit about my friends.

Drama has been weird.  First of all, we're in groups.  Groups led by drama three students.  Yeah, drama three kids are in charge of drama four kids.  What.  The.  Hell.  I'm in Jacob's group.  With a freshmen, Haylei Perkins and Ashley Doan.  Fun times.  Also, for our monologues, we have partners.  That's right, for monologues.  Our partner will have no lines of course, but you have to treat them like they're a character.  Which sucks for some people, including me, since some of our monologues aren't exactly a chunky piece of dialogue.  Mine's the last paragraph of the Tell Tale Heart.  Yeah, that's all in his head, not spoken.  So I don't know how I'm supposed to do that.

I don't have to ride the bus anymore, by the way.  I'm giving Abby gas money and she is now my ride.  I'm a little under a mile out of her way, so it's no big deal for her to haul me to and from school.

School Hard

The name of a Buffy episode.  Actually, I think it's the name of the Buffy episode that was the first with Spike in it.

But I digress.

So, today was the first day of school.  I rode there with Abby.  We're going to make this a regular thing, since I'm probably a little under a mile out of her way.  I'm going to give ehr gas money of course, but still.  It's better than riding the bus.  Of course, Abby is awesome and has great taste in music, so that part's great.  Actually, there is no downside.  Except us almost hitting the Mexican at Jr Foods this morning.  It would've been his fault though, so no biggie.

There are so many people in drama.  Although there are only four in drama four.  Ironic?  Not really.  It's me, Austin, Tiffany, and Erica.  Which probably means it'll be one of us for senior thespian.  From there, I honestly have no idea who it'll be.  Floral Design was kind of boring, because I have Taylor and Katelynn.  Daniel is trying to switch into it.  Joseph might be, I'm not sure.  I hope he is.  Psychology is going to be good, I can tell.  Int. Science II is...well, Science.  But Aaron and Cow are in there, so yay!

I'm sleepy.  I'll post more tomorrow or something.

The Headmaster Ritual

The Smiths.

So tomorrow is the beginning of the end.  Tomorrow is my first day of senior year.  I'm happy because it means I'm growing up.  I'm sad because it means I'm growing up.

I have aspirations.  I want to be someone in life.  But I'm from this little fuck-your-cousin place, I know that's never going to happen.  People from these tiny places have nothing to offer, because these placces have nothing to offer them.  My school doesn't even have a paper, or a journalism class, or a photography class, anything.  The closest they had to that is yearbook, and the fucktard administration didn't give it to me.  And I would've had to rearrange my schedule completely to switch into it.

Daniel, Joseph, and I have been talking about renting a place together after graduation.  Western frowns on that.  If you're a freshman you're supposed to either live in the dorms or at home.  There are ways around it, and I am so not living with someone I don't know, nor am I living at home.  So we're probably going to rent a place near campus. 

Ugh.  Sad now.  So I'm off.