Monday, 9 November 2009
09:17:10 PM (GMT)
Grades have dropped significantly *siigh*
Cross Country season ended, so I don't get to see a lot of my friends now *siigh*
No one views my profile lately. Looking at my stats makes me very sad.
People keep on speculating about what guy I like *SIIIGH*
I think romance is stupid. The whole "falling in love" scene just isn't for me. I
find the whole dating buisness annoying and distracting, and the feelings that lead
up to and follow a romantic relationship are absolutely unpleasant.
I've told my friends for months, I will have no part of such things! But they insist
that soon, my icey exterior will melt and I will get together with Kevin.
I have a minion now. Kevin is very loyal, and follows me about, much as Greg follows
Jess. The difference is that A) Jess and Greg are in love with one another (dating)
and B) Kevin doesn't annoy me, but Jess is always begging Greg to leave her alone. I
don't like walking by myself in the halls, so knowing Kevin's there makes me feel
Despite all my insistance to the contrary, I am affected by the whims of hormones,
and thus have become taken up romantically with a wonderful person (NOT Kevin). Her
name is Emily.
I went to my first High School party *gasp*. One of my guy friends had his three room
garage (?!) done up with anamatronics, fog machines, fake (supposedly) geatines...
Every thing needed to make an awesome spooky theme.
Oh, to be clear, by "high school party" I mean that it was a party at which everyone
was a high schooler, and it wasn't a birthday party. But there was absolutely no
alcohol, and no kissing, and no drugs.
Weeeeell... Anna was trying to pass out round white tablets which she said were
"Mints. Just mints. But they make you happy." And we asked Anna, who is a lovable
twit "Anna, why would you pass out doped up "happy mints" at a party??", and Anna, to
her eternal credit, was genuinly bewildered when she asked "What's dope?"
One of my cats died.
And finally, I am currently looking for a job, so that I can buy random stuff and
send it to my friend who moved to Florida! (I won't mention this reason to my future
employers during interveiws, however.)
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