Journal, as we speak I am lying in my bed, lamp burning my eyes, and my touch-me-not cat is sitting relatively close to my leg. I have three projects all due Friday I should be working on, and three books I should be reading. Three seems to be my magic number.
Stress Level: Moderate-Extreme. WARNING: Bitchy mood swings may occur.
Oh, hello there. I didn't see you. I was just wallowing in melancholy. ;)
I'm currently at a loss for TeenBookaholic posts due to a lack of finished books & energy so why not blog on CTDQ?
Today was fine.
Definitely *Fine.*
COMPLETELY. AND. TOTALLY. 100%.
FINE.
If you are a boy, you'll probably stop reading now and think "If she's fine then why does she need to post an angry blog?"
If you are a girl, you'll be giving me technology air-hugs and eChocolate. ;) (L)
Not that I'm sexist. Just facts people, just facts.
Wednesdays are soo irritating. Like, majorly.
You can't feel an undying hatred towards them like Mondays, nor are they as prolific as Friday.
Its like they were invented to perpetually pester your subconscious as that one nagging thing you can never quite understand.
Or maybe that's just me. Meh. The things I ponder.
Moving forward...
As you may or may not know, I scored Adelaide in my school play of Guys & Dolls.
YUSS.
*awkward unflattering happy dance*
The question is, who got Nathan? (The love interest )
Yes. It was Robbie. Of course. Ag. Double Ag. British Ag. Erlack.
Yes, the same Robbie who has a strange crush on me. *barfs*
Yes, the same Robbie who only hasn't asked me out because I told him that I don't date guys in my class.
Yes, the same Robbie who Reesers is trying to set me up with. *barfs again*
Yes, the same Robbie who is one of my best guy friends.
Yes, the same Robbie who is probably going to enjoy this way more than he should. *triple barf*
Yes, the same Robbie whom I accidentally offend almost daily because of my incredible way with words.
Yes, the same Robbie who is the guitar player in my band. (ex band?)
Yes, the same Robbie who I talk to pretty much every day on fb.
Yes, the same Robbie who tells me a bunch of his secrets. (It's what I do.)
Yes, its the same Robbie who is a ging. (Like freaking Archie Andrews!)
Yes, I believe you have the picture. Awks....
MOVING FORWARD.
I thought it would be harder to deal with Jess today than it was. I hadn't talked to her since the fb episode, which she still doesn't know about, so I pretended like nothing happened.
No, not because I'm afraid to bitchslap someone.
nonono.
In a school this small, all the fighting has to be sneaky. I'm keeping this locked on my lips till I need it. One day, I will. You'll see. YOU'LL ALL SEE MUA HA HA HA HA...
The only peeps who know about it are Robbie, Michie, and Reesers who are like, besties. But even besties keep secrets from each other.
OMG so my school opened their book fair today! I was super pumped! Well, until I actually walked
in the room.
I kid you not. I've read every single book in the teen section. Shiver, Linger, Twilight, Tomorrow When the War Began, the Lightning Thief, etc.
I was like,
actually?! Only, I had to keep a poker face even though I was internally combusting.
I couldn't give advice about books w/o blowing my blog. *Sigh*
I pretended to have a "Lady Problem" and fled the room...
Meh. Robbie bought it.
Play practice today was also majorly awkward...
There's one scene at the end of the play where we have to kiss and Robbie was like "We should be rebels and start at the end of the play and work backwards." The drama teacher was like, "Um.. No."
*SAVED*
I also got assigned a history project. Ew. And a Science lab. Double Ew. and then Pre Economics homework. Triple Ew. I have to do them
all tomorrow because I worked all tonight. Bleh.
I've been working on some lyrics for the band today, and I think they're sounding pretty good. I'll post 'em when I'm done.
Must... Keep.... Blogging... Too Tired.... Eyelids....Drooping...Can't see.... Screeeasdf3bilhczzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzz
xoxo
PS: You know what's sad? I think the only Valentine I'm going to get this year is will be from the Gym Teacher. You know you're cool when....