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[11 Aug 2004|02:45pm] |
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nothing new from the lesbians. i pretty much avoided them during 7th period today. anywho. on with the update.
a kid was sitting behind me with 2 of his friends. he was ok looking, one of his friends was pretty hot, and the other just kinda creeped me out. he was playing with the girl's hair in front of him. then he poked me. which was weird. because this kid has no idea who i am. so i the girl and i start joking about how stupid and annoying he is. then she moves to the other side of me. as i lean up to move back for her to get by, the kid moves behind me (apparently in hopes that i won't notice and will lean back into his.......yeah). so i sit up and then he starts petting my head. ok. kid. i have no idea who u are. don't touch me man! so then he starts messing with my hair and i pull away. yadda yadda yadda. then he's looking for my bra strap on my back. WHAT THE HELL?!? so i turn to the kid and say "you have no idea who i am. what the hell are you doing?" and he replies "ok whats ur name." "jessica" "i'm jesse" hah. coinkydink. and then he starts touching my shoulder. FUCKING MORON STOP TOUCHING ME! grr. so i asked him what he was doing and he said "i'm looking for the string." and he couldn't find it. and he goes "oh its one of the ones that just goes all the way around" and i was like "no. the strap is right here" dumb me. so then he grabs it and pulls it up and goes "i was just trying to help u pull it up" and i said "thanks but i think i can handle it."
so by now i'm like. wow what a jerk.
then he shows up in my german class. (8th period) and sits behind me. and scoots his desk up real close to mine so he can put his foot on my seat and kick me in the ass when i'm least expecting it. then when the teacher wasn't looking he'd poke my sides and cause me to jump. grr. then i asked him what grade he was in. he wouldn't tell me but i told him i was sophomore. at the end of the class he took my id and then held my hand so i couldn't take it back. and yeah that was awkward. then i asked him again and he got this like depressed face and was like "here. this explains it" and gave me his i.d.
freshman.
*glares*
well despite is ok looks--he is not to be trusted around young girls. kinda like michael jackson. except with the opposite gender.
im going to go swimming now. stupid no shorts law.
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| ok i know this probably isn't the best thing to talk about on here-- |
[10 Aug 2004|09:15pm] |
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ok so i have to take pe. ew. pe. the original reason i joined band-was so i wouldn't have to take pe. and now i have to take it. GRR. anyway. thats not my point.
sitting in the gym today, i noticed 2 girls that were in my class. one was a goth with like 4 inch high heel combat boots....and a short skirt. and the other had ver badly groomed eyebrows and was shorter with short blonde hair (shorter than mine). i thought they seemed kinda nice but i was in a "don't touch me or i'll set you ablaze" kind of moods.
so like 20 minutes later. we're just sitting around talking and hear the blond girl say "katie thinks your hot." the other girl denied it and whatnot then the blond girl said "yes she does omg i swear on my life she thinks your hot" and the other girl said something like "she is gorgeous" and they were just going on and on. and apparently this Katie girl is going out with the blond girl's sister (thats what i gathered) so then eventually the goth was like "wow she is just so hot" and hte blond was like "and she has such a great body. so flexible" and its just like wow. that's so wrong. on so many levels. i know many people are friends with gay's and lesbians. but wow. i can't explain it.
i mean. i guess i should accept them for who they are. but God. they scare me. i guess its' because one time i thought i was becoming a lesbian. and that scared the shit outta me. because i knew i couldn't live like that. and yeah. so now they scare me. and another thing.....its pe. are they going to be in the Girls locker room? does that make sense?
i'm sorry if i offend any of you....but this is my journal....and this is how i feel......
uggh
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| weeeeee!!!!!!!! |
[07 Aug 2004|01:31am] |
teehee....just have to laugh at that.
oh anda for the less-intelligent ones like me, androgynous means having both male and female looks.
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| 12:23 am. wonderful. |
[02 Aug 2004|12:23am] |
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so umm yeah. if u haven't been readin the other journal....
everythin's cool with that guy again.
band camp was tiring
a guy on drumline named Hatham looks identical to nick berezo
im crushin on him
band camp again next week
jon tirado and i had a nice long talk today. i miss him
so.
ever feel like you're not good enough? like no matter what, there's someone, or something always better than you? because i'm feelin like that a lot lately. because of those stupid dancers. and their fake blond hair. tight fitting clothes that accentuate the rolls hanging over their "Shorts". they aren't shorts. theyre.....i don't know what. too short to be legally shorts. why do guys like them? someone just tell me why. everythign about them is fake. they're thoughts, theyre hair, theyre bodies......all fake. theyve been brainwashed by a world they think is good. so maybe the thing i should be hating is the world.
.....nah... its much more fun to hate the dancers.
*sigh*............some days........
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[25 Jul 2004|12:40am] |
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what on earth was i thinking?! i can never accept that a guy doesn't like me. i have to know for a fact. well, self, look what you've done. you've fucked it up again. you knew he didn't like you. but you just had to tell him didn't you? so here it is folks.
i told him. he found awkward. and didn't even say bye.
it's just as well i guess. nothing will ever work out between me and a guy. never has, never will. and it's not just this guy. i think it's time i look into that convent.
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| Movies and the replacment of my internet connection... |
[24 Jul 2004|09:12pm] |
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So dad "accidentally" unplugged the network cable that is my life---the internet. ahh yes terrible. so i was moping around and then when i got upstairs, i looked at my phone to find 6 messages. thank HEAVEN for IM Forwarding. haha. Sara and Jimmy had made my day. woo! after about 30 minutes of deliberation between the 3 of us....we were planning an afternoon at the movies. King Arthur. Great movie, i must say. Nice and Gory....just how movies should be. lol. Jimmy called me twice during the movie apparently trying to find us. he was standing way up top all the way in the back. i found that amusing. so he eventually found us and we finished the movie. while waiting for my dad to pick him and i up, he, sara, and myself played video games. with original plans to play air hockey, we inserted the money and were cheated out of a puck. apparently, there was none. so. there goes that idea. sara ended up playing some driving game, and i played galaga. then jimmy was hungry so we waited to get some pizza? i guess? but then dad called, and jimmy said he wasn't that hungry....so we left. in the car, i put on franz ferdinand. the cd sara had JUST given to me. and i must admit, ff has a very.....unique voice. i like it. and it just so happens that jimmy lives in a neighbor hood that dad and i had actually looked into buying in. (we were going to buy a house for me and him or me and my mom to stay in until i finished school at boone) so that was a bit of a coinkydink.
after jimmy left, my dad goes "Well. He's a man of few words" lmao. i guess its sort of true for today at least. jimmy didn't say much. and sara and i laughed about quite a few things
me: hey look! King Arthur has his ears pierced!
sara: you notice the strangest things
*5 minutes later*
sara: Hey! he does!
lol. good times. not a bad way to spend my final day in orlando. i was pleased. sort of.
"I'm fallin even more in love with you. letting go of all i've held on to. im standing here until you make me move, just hanging by a moment here with you...."
yet another perfect example of how i'm feeling towards a particular person. he has no idea it's him i dream about.
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[22 Jul 2004|05:48pm] |
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ok:
bad news: 5 hour gtt tomorrow. starting at 7. wtf am i supposed to do for 5 hours?!
good news: i found a song that describes my life, and a song that describes how i feel about this guy i know (my life="Unwell" by matchbox 20, my crush="You've already won me over" - Alanis morisette......man she's good)
i had a rather pleasant dream about a certain person last night. definitly enjoyed it. :)
gtt means glucose tolerance test. i might be hypoglycemic and be causing my pancreas to deteriorate. isn't that wonderful news? yeah. so tomorrow they give me some syruppy thing and i wait for 5 hours while they draw my blood every hour. then tuesday sometime, we find out if i'm hypoglycemic. if i am, i can go on a diet and try to fix everything or go on insulin. meaning i'd get togive myself a shot. every. damn. day. if i'm not hypoglycemic, i have to go on the diet and try to make everything better before i mess up the pancreas.
now everyone's been tellin me i have bad eating habits and such. and yeah i know. but so what? i never thought it could be this bad. eesh. pancreas? what exactly does the pancreas do? it's obviously imperative to have one.
oh well. nothing too terrible.....yet.
i want another one of those dreams! omg it was verrrry nice. hehe.
i need to go to the library. i want to rent space cowboys before i move for good. and i have to return the secret garden and lotr 3. theyre both due today.
i can't eat anything more until tomorrow afternoon. all because of my stupid pancreas. DAMN YOU, PANCREAS! heh. well i'm out.
BINGO!
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