Samstag, 23. Juni 2007
the days never end
well. today i got my internet back and it will go faster than ever before. im sitting at home waiting for mandii to get here. hm. i just burnt some pizza and i have a bad taste in my mouth. my dad just saw my grades and im on "restriction" whatever that means... and is that better or worse than being grounded? he says ill have to help around the house and stuff. dangit i already clean up dog poop all over the place. oh well i shouldnt complain so much. my moms mad cause ive been absent for 30 days of school. she thinks ive been skipping. ive only skipped about... 5 days. that mean that the school is wrong but i dont want to have my mom come investigate my file of absences and her to find all the forged late notes i've signed. that would not be fun to deal with. perhaps i can burn down the school. then there would be no evidence. what a great idea. heh. 4 more weeks of school left. i want to graduate tommorrow!! {{whine}} it feels like summer. it was a whooping 80 degrees outside today. i want to swim. except my pool is green and dirty. yuck. my prom dress is pretty. :) (well that was random) its blue and black and has stars on it. patricks gonna look real good in his gray tux. yes. prom is gonna be right next to a widespread panic show. dang it. im going to be surrounded by damn hippis! my best friend is a hippi. not a real hardcore hippi but i think she wants to be. and her boyfriends a punk. Anarchy in the UK. blah. i dunno what the hell i am. im jill franklin. go me. i dont have a lot of real wholesome friends. perhaps i only hide and try not to get close to many people cause i know im moving away in four months and i'll already be hurt by being seperated from my boyfriend and best friend. or perhaps my school is just full of a bunch of idiots who dont care why or how they hurt people. mandii was complaining today about how some trailor trash girls were yelling in the parking lot saying "fuck you!" "nooo... fuck YOU" "NO NO.. FUCK you" and that was the whole fight. people are lame sometimes. i cant wait to get out of highschool. i cant wait until college comes and goes and then im married and live in north carolina with two kids. hmm... i plan too much. i love patrick!
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