6.18.2005
pretty baby,
dont you leave me
i have been saving smiles for you
miss kris. i havent seen him in .. i dono how long, i dont want to know. i was going to hang out with him tomorrow, but something came up on my end of the rope. tomorrows his moms birthday, happy birthday to you, krissie!
will you please stop being ssuch an asshole? you have NO i dea how many times i wanted to scream that at some certain people today. im gonna burst, i cant take it anymore. get and stay the fuck away.
i feel sooo bad, three people invited me to their birthday partys... and theyre all on the same day. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? i'm already taking a day off from work that day. one of the partys starts at ten, the other starts at nooon, and the other starts at 5:30. only, the one that starts at ten is a trip somewhere, TO a place, i could make a wuick appearence at it, but i'd feel bad saying that i have to go ten minutes later. aaahhhh CANT YOU JUST SWITCH YOUR PARTIES EVERYONE? they're the day after school gets out. oh man oh man oh man.
well, today was the last day of school.. sort of.. in the actually-supposed-to-be-learning sense. we just reviewd the whol day in most of the classes. oh , and ya know how i was so pissed of at the way my art project was going? cuz i kept loosing all my stuff? well, i gave up. i said i wasnt going to do it anymore, it was too much for me and wasn't worh tit at all. if you have no clue whatsoever about what im talking about, let me fill you in
-carman assigned this project that we had to do, and it involved talking about either a song or a clip from a movie, adn pointing out how its art and what its message is and all this...
-i decided iw as going to do schindlers list, and was going to present on the following wednesday
-the following wednesday came and i didnt want to go, and it was fine to not go, i jsut picked another day, the wednesday about 4 weeks later.
-in the inbetween time, between the following wednesday and the wednesday four weeks later, i had come across a wonderful song by creed, mi amour, and decided i was going to do that
-the wednesday four weeks later came, and i packed my cd in my bag
-art class, second period came, and i had lost my cd. fuck. not only was i not able to present, but i lost one of my favorite favorite favorite cd's ever, human clay
-i talked to carman, and said that i was gonna go on the following monday
-monday came, and over the weekend i had watched ym favorite movie, one of them, actually, six days seven nights (ITS A MUST SEE FILM ON MY LIST) and decided i was going to talk about that one, and packed it in my bag
-broght it to art with me, but carman said i should present the next day, tuesday
-the next day, tuesday, came.
-art, second period began, and i went to my locker to find my movie. that didn't work out as i planned. my movie was completely gone and i had no idea where the hell it was. i still dont know.
-went back to art, and told carman the bad news, i also told him i give up and i'm refusing to the the fucking art project. i was done with it. sick of trying to accomplish something and failing.. miserably, and losing two of my most favorite things in the entire world. i still havent recoverd them.
-carman told me it didnt matter what i felt, but that i had to do it. not doing it wasn't an option.
-thusday came soon enougha nd i brought in chigaco, another mustsee film , and yes, one of my favotires. carman said i couldnt present that day because he didnt have the dvd player, but told me to leave it with him so it'd be safe. (he knows me all too well by now)
-friday came, today, and i skipped down to art with the biggest smile on my face finally having the outlook that YES I WAS GETTING THIS FUCKING PROJECT DONE. that didn't work out as i planned. he said he didnt have the dvd player, again and told me to go around to the teachers that did have it and find out if they needed it the entire period.
-they did.
-told carman.
-carman said that theres nothing he can do, and i cant present without showing the clip to my class, and that the next day we were going otbe havingclass was final day and we're busy the entire period.
-i blew up. became bitter. because even more pissed. mainly, because i had already decided that i was DONE with it,. no more. thats it. end of the show. yet, carman TOLD me i had to do it. NOW HES TELLING ME THERES NO WAY I CAN DO IT. hey buddy, i went that extra mile for you, so dont even give me this shit right now. I HATE IT. I WITH MORE PASSION THAN YOU COULD EVER POSSIBLY KNOW IN YOUR LIFE.
so thers the scoop, and thats the reason why i am THE most pessimistic person in my art class. hope you enjoyed the rant. i sure did. (sarcasm)
i have been studying my ass of for this history final. i love how he gave it to us as our study guide. i love it! the only thing about that though, is that he's going ot expect so so so much more from us, because he gave us alll the questions. english, i'm not worried about at all. i have a 95.something in that class, and plus i payed attention, did all the work, did it all well, and i loove english anyway! not worried. art, we just have those art history things. bio however, i'm screwed and i know it. LOVELY. i cant remember anything from anytime during that class, i wasn't paying well enough attention. somehow (and i am totally lovin this) i have an A in the class. YESSS. i havent done some of the work, and it says so right on my progress report, but i have an A, what do i care? science is one of those clases that as long as i pass, i'm good. as long as i have well, at least a C, i am all set. cant wait for honors next year, i'll be even more screwed. we played jepordy today! and my team lost both rounds.. and when i mean lost i mean LOST. badly. but thast ok, GOOD EFFORT, GUYS. it was just a reminded to me that i'm a dork and don't know anything that has to do with science, and trust me everyone, saying the same answer over and over again for multiple questions is not effective AT ALL. unless your ben, of course, who only answers booger. eh, what a wierdo, hes funny though. i cant wait to get out of this class, i cant stgand the people.. well.. thats not true. i cant stand 93% of the people. all they do is flip out at eachother, throw stuff, scream out random stuff, disrespect everyone, make hezzey slip out and go on a rant about how important detention is for 25 minutes (no joke.. i timed it once, there was nothign else to do) . where do i even begin? oh and some stupid fucker, he doesnt need to be named, puts on some gross rap crap, but its like.. slow rap so i dono what thats called and sings along. well, you can hardly call it singing. but anyway, he does it after class almost everyday and it s KILLING me. i dont know how much longer i can take some guy moaning and groaning about how horny he is, and how much he likes pussies. thanks, but i think i'll pass on hearing that.
eh. grosss.
i need to watch some court tv. i havent watched it in soooo long. court tv is practically my savior. seeing other people under worse circumstances is good for me. i like watching murder cases and watching shows where you're on the investigating side. or documentaries. yessssss. hah, what a loser, i know, but i love it! i cant wait to take criminology. woo wooo partaay.
i cant wait to take psychology too. i looove learning about that stuff. human nature and development, its weird yeah, but its so interesting. and you learn so much about everyone, we're all the same,really. im bound to be a social worker when i grow up, did you know that every single person on my moms side of the family is a social worker? even the people not direectly related, and only in this fam through marraige! do you have any ieda what its like at familiy reunions? coming from a greek social workers family, i know people. first of all, we;re greek,. thers like a bagillion relatives, and the last thing i want to hear at christmastime is how their clients are doing. "i saw my client yesteerday and we talked about the meds hes on" "the group im running for adults with dui's is goin good" "my boss at hes is assigning me a new client this week, i looked over her papers and it seems..." HEY HELLO IM FIFTEEN, I DONT CARE, REMEMBER?
i read psychology stuff in my spare time. thats how interesting it is. my mom tells me im gonna be a social worker even if i dont want to, she says i'll be dragged into it just because i'm good at people stuff. i understand people so well, it's creepy. i understand them more than they understand themselves. and i love it.
im learning some more chords on my guitar, and its KILLING my fingers. really. annnd just ask be, i dont have a pick. so afer a while of playing, my thumb goes numb from strumming the chords. its wiiiierd. i've started using a joker card though. i fold it in half. hey, it gets the job done. just trust me, it's gonan be allll the rage. it'll be the new thing. i'm as sure of that as the fact that i'm gonna be a social worker.
so i've been getting that numb feeling again recently, not physically numb, but mentally numb. that fee,ing you get when you cant think, nor want to, when you cant pay attention, and cant really smile unless you tell yourself too. you should never have to remind yourself to smile. ever. it's suposed to be something that just happens naturally.
well, i just walked away from my computor about a half hour ago to answer my fone and i spent the entire time talking to be!!! i love it when she calls, whe talk about the most random things. her mom i guess, bough tme flip-flops. hahaha I LOVE NANCE. shes the greatest. i wish my mom was so like... i dono.. caring hah. she was like "should we get another pair for rach?" i guess haha thats what mybe said. awww, nance is to sweeeet, and she wont let me reimburse her. i'm so glad i met this family. i am so thankful.
june 29th is just about my favorite day of the entire year. i've decided that. at 8:30. yup. it's a suprise. (TEHE)
i need a car. badly. nd i need the license age to get lowerd to 15 and ten months. that would be wonderrful. i need to be able to drive myself around places! i dont have a life! i hat eit. either that or i need to get money from somewhere for doing nothing and hire a chofur or however you spell it. that'd be the life. i could be like "bes house. tinas house. boogs house. kris' house (all the way in rockport)"and they'd know exactly where to go. yessss.
i'm gonna get my belly button pierced. my moms completely fine with it. good good. i just dont know of any places to get it done. any reccomendations? not the mall. eh, please no. i dont even know if they do that there, but no. i refuse.
did i tell you aobut my orientation on wednesday? i cant remember, i know i meant too, really, i think i did. i hope i did. i dont want to have to explain that all over again.
so, the directed clue is no longer existing, considering we dont have directed anymore. bummer, i liked doing nothing but talk and laugh the whole time, it was fun. bye for noe rog and spence. haha and you pronouce those [rog= rawj] and [spence=sp-en-s]. mhm. it was fun while it lasted.
k well i am absolutley exausted from all of this typing. this is ridiculusly long, i know, and i have no idea what i was thinking when i typed all this, except that i neeed to scream, i still need to scream, except i cant right now. not with everyone home. my mom would think the house was on fire or something like that. and that my friends, would not be good=bad. very, very bad.
goodnight, sleep tight, dont let the bed bugs bite,
i'm off like a light switch. [smile- how creative is that?]
<3<3 rachayy
p.s. I CANT WAIT FOR THE FUCKING SIXTH HARRY POTTER BOOK. and i dont care how dorky i am, i love those books and i've read them all multiple times, and would gladly do so again. yessssss. [HUGE SMILE]
i have been saving smiles for you
miss kris. i havent seen him in .. i dono how long, i dont want to know. i was going to hang out with him tomorrow, but something came up on my end of the rope. tomorrows his moms birthday, happy birthday to you, krissie!
will you please stop being ssuch an asshole? you have NO i dea how many times i wanted to scream that at some certain people today. im gonna burst, i cant take it anymore. get and stay the fuck away.
i feel sooo bad, three people invited me to their birthday partys... and theyre all on the same day. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? i'm already taking a day off from work that day. one of the partys starts at ten, the other starts at nooon, and the other starts at 5:30. only, the one that starts at ten is a trip somewhere, TO a place, i could make a wuick appearence at it, but i'd feel bad saying that i have to go ten minutes later. aaahhhh CANT YOU JUST SWITCH YOUR PARTIES EVERYONE? they're the day after school gets out. oh man oh man oh man.
well, today was the last day of school.. sort of.. in the actually-supposed-to-be-learning sense. we just reviewd the whol day in most of the classes. oh , and ya know how i was so pissed of at the way my art project was going? cuz i kept loosing all my stuff? well, i gave up. i said i wasnt going to do it anymore, it was too much for me and wasn't worh tit at all. if you have no clue whatsoever about what im talking about, let me fill you in
-carman assigned this project that we had to do, and it involved talking about either a song or a clip from a movie, adn pointing out how its art and what its message is and all this...
-i decided iw as going to do schindlers list, and was going to present on the following wednesday
-the following wednesday came and i didnt want to go, and it was fine to not go, i jsut picked another day, the wednesday about 4 weeks later.
-in the inbetween time, between the following wednesday and the wednesday four weeks later, i had come across a wonderful song by creed, mi amour, and decided i was going to do that
-the wednesday four weeks later came, and i packed my cd in my bag
-art class, second period came, and i had lost my cd. fuck. not only was i not able to present, but i lost one of my favorite favorite favorite cd's ever, human clay
-i talked to carman, and said that i was gonna go on the following monday
-monday came, and over the weekend i had watched ym favorite movie, one of them, actually, six days seven nights (ITS A MUST SEE FILM ON MY LIST) and decided i was going to talk about that one, and packed it in my bag
-broght it to art with me, but carman said i should present the next day, tuesday
-the next day, tuesday, came.
-art, second period began, and i went to my locker to find my movie. that didn't work out as i planned. my movie was completely gone and i had no idea where the hell it was. i still dont know.
-went back to art, and told carman the bad news, i also told him i give up and i'm refusing to the the fucking art project. i was done with it. sick of trying to accomplish something and failing.. miserably, and losing two of my most favorite things in the entire world. i still havent recoverd them.
-carman told me it didnt matter what i felt, but that i had to do it. not doing it wasn't an option.
-thusday came soon enougha nd i brought in chigaco, another mustsee film , and yes, one of my favotires. carman said i couldnt present that day because he didnt have the dvd player, but told me to leave it with him so it'd be safe. (he knows me all too well by now)
-friday came, today, and i skipped down to art with the biggest smile on my face finally having the outlook that YES I WAS GETTING THIS FUCKING PROJECT DONE. that didn't work out as i planned. he said he didnt have the dvd player, again and told me to go around to the teachers that did have it and find out if they needed it the entire period.
-they did.
-told carman.
-carman said that theres nothing he can do, and i cant present without showing the clip to my class, and that the next day we were going otbe havingclass was final day and we're busy the entire period.
-i blew up. became bitter. because even more pissed. mainly, because i had already decided that i was DONE with it,. no more. thats it. end of the show. yet, carman TOLD me i had to do it. NOW HES TELLING ME THERES NO WAY I CAN DO IT. hey buddy, i went that extra mile for you, so dont even give me this shit right now. I HATE IT. I WITH MORE PASSION THAN YOU COULD EVER POSSIBLY KNOW IN YOUR LIFE.
so thers the scoop, and thats the reason why i am THE most pessimistic person in my art class. hope you enjoyed the rant. i sure did. (sarcasm)
i have been studying my ass of for this history final. i love how he gave it to us as our study guide. i love it! the only thing about that though, is that he's going ot expect so so so much more from us, because he gave us alll the questions. english, i'm not worried about at all. i have a 95.something in that class, and plus i payed attention, did all the work, did it all well, and i loove english anyway! not worried. art, we just have those art history things. bio however, i'm screwed and i know it. LOVELY. i cant remember anything from anytime during that class, i wasn't paying well enough attention. somehow (and i am totally lovin this) i have an A in the class. YESSS. i havent done some of the work, and it says so right on my progress report, but i have an A, what do i care? science is one of those clases that as long as i pass, i'm good. as long as i have well, at least a C, i am all set. cant wait for honors next year, i'll be even more screwed. we played jepordy today! and my team lost both rounds.. and when i mean lost i mean LOST. badly. but thast ok, GOOD EFFORT, GUYS. it was just a reminded to me that i'm a dork and don't know anything that has to do with science, and trust me everyone, saying the same answer over and over again for multiple questions is not effective AT ALL. unless your ben, of course, who only answers booger. eh, what a wierdo, hes funny though. i cant wait to get out of this class, i cant stgand the people.. well.. thats not true. i cant stand 93% of the people. all they do is flip out at eachother, throw stuff, scream out random stuff, disrespect everyone, make hezzey slip out and go on a rant about how important detention is for 25 minutes (no joke.. i timed it once, there was nothign else to do) . where do i even begin? oh and some stupid fucker, he doesnt need to be named, puts on some gross rap crap, but its like.. slow rap so i dono what thats called and sings along. well, you can hardly call it singing. but anyway, he does it after class almost everyday and it s KILLING me. i dont know how much longer i can take some guy moaning and groaning about how horny he is, and how much he likes pussies. thanks, but i think i'll pass on hearing that.
eh. grosss.
i need to watch some court tv. i havent watched it in soooo long. court tv is practically my savior. seeing other people under worse circumstances is good for me. i like watching murder cases and watching shows where you're on the investigating side. or documentaries. yessssss. hah, what a loser, i know, but i love it! i cant wait to take criminology. woo wooo partaay.
i cant wait to take psychology too. i looove learning about that stuff. human nature and development, its weird yeah, but its so interesting. and you learn so much about everyone, we're all the same,really. im bound to be a social worker when i grow up, did you know that every single person on my moms side of the family is a social worker? even the people not direectly related, and only in this fam through marraige! do you have any ieda what its like at familiy reunions? coming from a greek social workers family, i know people. first of all, we;re greek,. thers like a bagillion relatives, and the last thing i want to hear at christmastime is how their clients are doing. "i saw my client yesteerday and we talked about the meds hes on" "the group im running for adults with dui's is goin good" "my boss at hes is assigning me a new client this week, i looked over her papers and it seems..." HEY HELLO IM FIFTEEN, I DONT CARE, REMEMBER?
i read psychology stuff in my spare time. thats how interesting it is. my mom tells me im gonna be a social worker even if i dont want to, she says i'll be dragged into it just because i'm good at people stuff. i understand people so well, it's creepy. i understand them more than they understand themselves. and i love it.
im learning some more chords on my guitar, and its KILLING my fingers. really. annnd just ask be, i dont have a pick. so afer a while of playing, my thumb goes numb from strumming the chords. its wiiiierd. i've started using a joker card though. i fold it in half. hey, it gets the job done. just trust me, it's gonan be allll the rage. it'll be the new thing. i'm as sure of that as the fact that i'm gonna be a social worker.
so i've been getting that numb feeling again recently, not physically numb, but mentally numb. that fee,ing you get when you cant think, nor want to, when you cant pay attention, and cant really smile unless you tell yourself too. you should never have to remind yourself to smile. ever. it's suposed to be something that just happens naturally.
well, i just walked away from my computor about a half hour ago to answer my fone and i spent the entire time talking to be!!! i love it when she calls, whe talk about the most random things. her mom i guess, bough tme flip-flops. hahaha I LOVE NANCE. shes the greatest. i wish my mom was so like... i dono.. caring hah. she was like "should we get another pair for rach?" i guess haha thats what mybe said. awww, nance is to sweeeet, and she wont let me reimburse her. i'm so glad i met this family. i am so thankful.
june 29th is just about my favorite day of the entire year. i've decided that. at 8:30. yup. it's a suprise. (TEHE)
i need a car. badly. nd i need the license age to get lowerd to 15 and ten months. that would be wonderrful. i need to be able to drive myself around places! i dont have a life! i hat eit. either that or i need to get money from somewhere for doing nothing and hire a chofur or however you spell it. that'd be the life. i could be like "bes house. tinas house. boogs house. kris' house (all the way in rockport)"and they'd know exactly where to go. yessss.
i'm gonna get my belly button pierced. my moms completely fine with it. good good. i just dont know of any places to get it done. any reccomendations? not the mall. eh, please no. i dont even know if they do that there, but no. i refuse.
did i tell you aobut my orientation on wednesday? i cant remember, i know i meant too, really, i think i did. i hope i did. i dont want to have to explain that all over again.
so, the directed clue is no longer existing, considering we dont have directed anymore. bummer, i liked doing nothing but talk and laugh the whole time, it was fun. bye for noe rog and spence. haha and you pronouce those [rog= rawj] and [spence=sp-en-s]. mhm. it was fun while it lasted.
k well i am absolutley exausted from all of this typing. this is ridiculusly long, i know, and i have no idea what i was thinking when i typed all this, except that i neeed to scream, i still need to scream, except i cant right now. not with everyone home. my mom would think the house was on fire or something like that. and that my friends, would not be good=bad. very, very bad.
goodnight, sleep tight, dont let the bed bugs bite,
i'm off like a light switch. [smile- how creative is that?]
<3<3 rachayy
p.s. I CANT WAIT FOR THE FUCKING SIXTH HARRY POTTER BOOK. and i dont care how dorky i am, i love those books and i've read them all multiple times, and would gladly do so again. yessssss. [HUGE SMILE]
// posted by RACH @ 1:41 AM 
