Non iam
by wugs

Title and Registration

10/02/2009

begin.

Couldn't resist.

(Yes, I changed my iPod to this song after making that my entry title. Hahaha)

So, my party was a success. Not much to say besides I got back an olddd friend I love to death. Except now she knows I'm gay. (Her dad's gay, so I figured she would be awesome about it. I guessed correctly.) I sorta...hung out with her and ignored the rest of my party. One mega-stoned chick was hotboxing before my party, randomly showed up (uninvited, of course!), and then made a waterbomb with my MOM IN THE NEXT ROOM. She didn't notice though.

I got the cell early! Woo! Texting rocks. 1000 a month, but Alltel/Verizon users are free! Meaning 300 of my texts in the past...ahem...week don't count. The other 100 do, though. XD

Hmm, oh yeah! I got skinny jeans! Hahaha. And another flannel and some Vans. Sooo weird. Tomorrow's picture day and that's what I'm wearing...like it or not. Oh yeah, and a haircut. I kinda like it, but my bangs are a bit short now. And it has that terrible just-cut look where you can tell the stylist did it wrong. Gah...stupid city can't even have a decent salon.

Caleb. Ohhh, Caleb. Stop being straight. Please. For me? I have never said one word to him. Literally. But I bet he knows my face because I see him everywhere. Locker before homeroom, locker before 2nd, during 2nd, locker after 3rd, after 4th in the hall. I feel like a goddamn stalker. Gahhh.

Jacob. Jacob is gay...and hot. But he is body-hot and face-meh. Caleb is face-cute/hot and body-cute. It's so weird. But I have GYM with Jacob. And he is an exhibitionist. He pulls up his shirt all the time. He even pulls down his pants to boxer-moon. Definitely gay, but I don't have a chance. Even with our limited choices, he can do better than me. Caleb too, for that matter.

Was that not thoroughly depressing? A person like me shouldn't be allowed a mind like this.

Hmm. I got a 90 on today's enormous test in History. After his BP (Bonus Points, fyi) Corrections, I'll get a 92 on the test. That means I get a 92 for the six weeks. Meaning I need two A's and I'll get an A for the class. But that class is fucking HARD!

English. Don't get me fucking started. Stupid research paper. My topic is so terrible, and I picked it! Educational vouchers and how they will promote inter-school competition and generally raise the quality of education. The problem is that my teacher has all these stupid rules for papers. Whatever. It's due in two weeks. Uhggg.

Final thoughts: None.

Another all-over entry. I think that's my general style. Hahaha.

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