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Erin's sick, so my mommy's taking her home from work??? I guess we're closer to where she works than her mom, but still. Of course, what I love is that Erin thinks I should get a job, yet now that she's got one, I never get to see her. She's always working when we don't have school!
Oh, so I was watching this Disney Channel movie last night, and at the end, there was going to be a homecoming dance at the school. The girl who ended up being crowned queen looked just like this:
Of course, she wasn't originally supposed to win. So I guess she was pouting, in a way. The girl who was supposed to win looked kinda like this:
More TekTeks, yay!
*laughs* I find Kidz Bop so hilarious.
aww....poor Erin......I want to help her out, but I never get to talk to her. I was so mad when her mom took her out of DHS because she was leaving me alone, just when I would've needed her the most. But her mom also put her in a school with people from 6th grade who hate her even more than anyone could have at DHS. And no one over there really gives a care about her. Meanwhile, I'm putting up with listening to people talk about her. Ya know, it's not right to say things about people who aren't there to defend themselves.
That's why I'm so sick of the sophmores. Teh girls in my spanish class are always talking about this girl, Harper. ALWAYS talking about her. They don't like her, and they're completely mean to her. I ran into her (almost literally) the day before Rally Day. We were trying to go through the same door, but in opposite directions. So I let her go through first. And she said "thank you." Now, she's a HECK of a lot more polite than Brooke Lang is, who is always mean to her. I'd love to say tht to Brooke's face. She's a spoiled brat! She's actually the reason I get along with Jackie now. I saw how much worse it could be. Brooke's all stuck-up because she's a Deb and she thinks she's all that because of it. Well, I'm going to stick it to her. I remember some wistful (or maybe not so wistful) 8th grade plans of becoming Debs. I figure I may as well just try out, for the heck of it. If I make it, awesome. If not, that's cool too. It's just for fun. What would be absolutely excellent would be to make it and prove that you don't have to be a 10+year serious dancer (as I only took 6 years of ballet and tap, and it wasn't difficult)
My other point about Brooke (sorry, I just remembered this and it annoys me to no end): She said she likes that the choir dances a little because it makes us more like the Debs. Okay, since you believe that, let's see if a choir kid can get onto your dance team, little missy. She really annoys me. Only a few more months of her, thank goodness! But I practically sit next to her the entire time....
Well, I should go eat the last piece of cake. Yum! Oh, and I got a new notebook, with a butterfly on the cover and a pencil that sorta matches it. So I have been writing poems somewhere I can find them instead of on random pieces of looseleaf.
My fav version of "Imaginary" is the one on Origin. Don't know why.
"But you may not remember dreaming, something waits for you to breathe again."
~nepie
 nepie · Mon Feb 19, 2007 @ 04:32pm · 1 Comments |
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