| Dude...I'm getting annoyed! |
| Oh Geez. It's been a long month (of March) and it's feeding into this month. I got in another fight with Jessica a couple weeks ago...but we're back to being whatever it is we are. Friends? An agreement? Idk...Idc...all that matters is that we go to State Forensics and we do the best that we can. Which, at the moment, isn't really that good...cuz we're all sick of eachother and sick of the peice that we're doing. But, we made it to state, and that's a good accomplishment in itself. May is coming close. I know, it's not that close. I'll be a Junior soon, and that scares me. The worst part of it is that my Senior friends will be graduating...and I don't want some of them to leave!! Especially Dan...I think I should talk his teachers into failing him until I'm a Senior! Just kidding, I wouldn't do that. High School seems to go by so fast. I wish that grade school and middle school went by fast and high school took forever. I mean, there is so much you want to do and remember, but it just flies right past you. Ah yes, but there were other reasons I am writing. Ok, first thing. Art Club trip. It was great. We went to the Minneapolis Institute of Art, and then to the Mall of America. I spent 5 hours on my feet, but it was worth it. For the most part, it was a lot of fun. Especially because Michele was my bus buddy, so we spent most of the day together, actually, we spent the whole day together. Our friends were all prom shopping, and well, we're not going to prom. (Cuz she better be going to New Jersey with me, DAMMIT) Of course, we did meet up with the rest of them toward the end. And we all sat by eachother on the bus. I'm not one for art really, I mean, I like to draw and stuff, but I'm not really into admiring it. There were some interesting things there tho...like the sculpture that most of us refered to as the Giant Dildo, except for Debbie (aka snook) cuz she is really really into art. I like art, but not two hours of wondering 3 floors or art...you know? But it was cool, I really like Monet. The mall was a blast. I spent 3 hours there, and didn't start buying stuff until after 2 hours. All I bought for myself were pants, shoes, and a wristband. OOh, big spender. I bought my mom and my friend Dan something tho. You know how it is when something just screams someone. I wish I would have picked up a life for Rob while I was there, cuz he desperately needs one. NEXT SUBJECT: Rob and why he pisses me the hell off. Ok, so we started to get along for awhile. Well, we are getting along. A few weekends ago, I helped him out online cuz some bastards were picking on him about his mom, and that's not even close to being funny. So a few nights ago, he tells me how much he likes my friend. I'm thinking "Well DUH...i've only been telling her he likes her since the end of Freshman year." And I had to do a lot of begging to get him to tell me all that. Cuz he was like "Guess what...nevermind" I HATE IT WHEN HE DOES THAT. So I had to do a lot of graveling just to find out something I already knew. Then, he wants my opinion on whether or not he should ask her out. Well, I don't even need to think and say no he shouldn't, for many of my own reasons. But I gave him better reasons. Really good reasons. He asked her out anyway, cuz no one listens to me...and she said no. And he's telling me all this crap about how much he really liked her...blah blah blah...and I'm telling him not to worry about it...you will all get over it. And he's still not believing me. DUDE...TRUST ME...I KNOW YOU WILL ALL GET OVER IT. I know from experience. A lot of the stuff he was telling me, I could relate too, but I didn't tell him that. I don't want him to think I was talking about him...cuz sometimes I was and sometimes I wasn't. It's not like Rob is the only guy I ever liked. And besides, I never asked him out...there was the confessional letter...which I'm sure is just as embarassing. Of course, he wants to crawl in a hole and die cuz she said no. I told him he could stay there all weekend if he wanted, but he didn't need to die. I'm thinking about how we started to get along like a week ago, and then he's asking me for advice on getting with one of my best friends...and then it hits me...HE USED ME!! Not that I'm surprised...or really upset about it. But he always tells me he's not like Matt at all, and that's such a Matt thing to do. Again, I'm not really upset about it...It's just Rob...who cares really. Besides...there is this really hot waiter at this one restaurant I go to with my family once a week...AND I WILL GET HIS NUMBER! MUAHAHA. Whether it be his real number...or a fake number...that's not my problem. But anyway, I just have to wonder if Rob is dumb or just an asshole, let's hope it's the latter...and I can explain this some other time. AND ANOTHER THING: I finally got my braces on, just the bottom for now tho. As soon as I get the top ones on...people better notice...or else some certian people are going down. No names needed. They are a pain in the ass, and I brush my teeth like 4 times a day...but in two years when I have a killer smile...I suppose it will be worth it. They scare me, and I don't like being afraid...there's all this stuff I can't eat too. Most of it I don't eat anyway...corn dogs...on a stick...ewwwww. They finally stopped hurting tho, so now I'm much happier. Of course, I've been a little pissed off for a long time...but that's a different story for a different time. |