Tuesday, 17 March 2009
08:38:16 PM (GMT)
Ok so let's SKIP OVER. Mass, LA, Pre-alegebra, and keyboarding. ALL OF THAT WAS
xD ohshit. Ok so Cass and I were writing on the board and it was like "Cassie ♥s
Ira" That's what I wrote. And she wrote "Janelle ♥s Jo3 4ever" And yeah. We took it
outside. So yeah she was like killing me and shit. And then I told Ceaser that Cassie
likes Ira and she told him that I like Joe. And now we're screwed. 'Cause he was
going to tell them. Ohshit. And yeah. Haha. So for the first time Cassie hung out
with us outside. And not play dare volleyball.
Almost cried. God. Mrs. James SCARED pretty much all of us.
Alright so she was checking our Section Reviews. Mmk? And then she gets to Johnny and
he didn't have it finish and she fucking burst out yelling. And she was like you were
here yesterday. Didn't you get the homework?! And she checked his assignment book and
he wrote nothing in it and she got PISSED. So yeah she kept checking and she got to
more people who didn't finish it and ohmygod. Lecture. I can't explain it at all. You
had to fucking be there. But she was all like blah blah blah. See 9/24 didn't have it
finish and she was mad. And now we have to outline ourselves, read ourselves and crap
like that. She's not going to help us. Because she's like I stand here and seems like
I'm no help or whatever. So er yeah.
Cassie and I were like SCARED. Dude she was right behind Cassie yelling at everyone.
Soo um outlining not fun. NOWAY.
8D it's a miracle I hit the ball in softball AND got to second base when I hit. But
when I was trying to get to second base Johnny was like in my way and I told Lexi
afterwards that if he didn't move I was going to kick him in the nuts. If you haven't
noticed I am still mad at that baffoon. xP
HAPPY ST. PATRICK'S DAY. :D
Dress down baby!
Hate. My. Dad.
He signed me up for martial fucking arts and I couldn't answer. The guy was like so
she wants to do this. And I couldn't say anything and my dad was like yea. >:O
DUDE I DON'T WANT TO DO NO FUCKING GOD DAMN MARTIAL ARTS.
My dad's reason for WHY I HAVE TO are
1. I'm too shy.
2. I'm lazy
3. I have no other activities.
4. I have an attitude.
When you see my face hope it gives you HELL hope it gives you HELL.
I'm going to run away one of these days. I can't do what I want.
I have to join basketball next year. I HATE THAT SPORT.
I have to do all the chores in the house
I have to get food and water for my father.
I have to do whatever my dad wants me to do BEFORE homework EVEN if I have a
So you know? Seems to me my dad is concerned with wanting to bring my grades down so
he has reasons to hit me again
And seems like he wants reasons to hit me if I don't do what he wants.
It's fucking gay.
Now. I shall do my webquest now. YUP.
I couldn't finish it today because I had to go out.
Love ya all.