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Ok, my jornal is.... odd so its not a jornal anymore its kind of a diary except im skipping the parts that I dont think strangers should know.
Kay, (day..1?):
Ok, today was to say the least, different. Got on the bus, pretty normal, went to advisory computer math ELA lunch (in that order) There was a slight mix up at gym a couple classes ago (a lil over a week) where I tried to open my locker and it didnt open... Not surprising. I asked my gym teacher what my combo was and he gave it to me but it was nothing like I remebered. So, I opened the locker to find someone elses stuff in it O.o That freaked me out. So, I went to gym that day not knowing where the hell my gym clothes were and stank like a dying skunk the rest of the day. BACK TO THE PRESENT::: So, my gym teacher finally sorted things out. It turns out that that WAS my locker but me and some girl were using the same locker. -pulls slip of paper out of pocket- Shoot its not in there... Well, it said somthing like 'stuff found in jadea crousses locker' and it was stuck to my stuff in the lost and found. Yeah, ******** you jadea crousse(her name isn't worthy of being properly capatilized, the witch..lol)... So in the end I got kicked out of 301 and stuck with 97.. but I found a quater!! I'll spare you the boaringness of the rest of my schedual... Someone said there was dead bodies in the nurses office, this made me giggle
I rode home on my friends bus because I had girl scouts this afternoon (I don't know why im still in that...) And people kept on asking me where I was from and if I was a new kid and stuff, it was funny
Kid 1: Where are you from?
Me: This school, I have to go to a different house today
Kid 1: So... you have to go to a diffent house like.. your parents are -makes seperated gestures with his hand-
Me: Yeah, thats why I never ride this bus -rolls eyes- No, I have to go to girlscouts
Kid 1: Hoe. Why are you being so mean
Me: A. You are being mean to me, HOE. and B. People on this bus are idiots
Kid 1: -shuts up-
Kid 2: Whats your name?
Me: Rachael.
Friend: YOUR NOT SUPPOSED TO GIVE OUT YOUR NAME!!!
-long argument that I dont feel like typing, but eventually my friend gets off.-
Kid 2: You know, you don't have to listen to her, shes not your mom
Me: If I'd listened to her you wouldn't know my name
Kid 3: Its your body, she cant tell you what to do with it
By now im totally freaked out.. People are making fun of my friend and I and continually asking me stupid questions.. Yeah, first impressions arn't worth a s**t.
heart Rach
 Tikii12345 · Wed Dec 06, 2006 @ 11:39pm · 0 Comments |
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