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Feeling: offended
7:44 Tuesday Evening   Sometimes I feel Even, though Sometimes I feel whole. Sometimes I feel negative. Sometimes I feel real. Sometimes I feel irrational. Sometimes I feel imaginary. Sometimes I feel like a square root. Or Pi. Or e. sometimes i feel like a log (base 10). Sometimes i feel like a natural log. So today. good things and bad things. Good things include telling my dad I didn't have my cell phone and him finding it for me and not even getting that angry with me. I really don't know why i didn't think to check the pocket of my bathrobe, i'll never know. Except that honest-to-god I don't remember wearing my bathrobe. Not in the past week anyway. Maybe it got lonely because i wasn't paying much attention to it. Instead I was sobbing on my parents' shoulders and being generally PMS-y (as i realised the next day when i discovered i was on the rag). Good things also include that paper on what my definition of success is wasn't due until tomorrow so I was freaking out that i wasn't finished and so was very relieved that i have an extra day. Also I finished most of my calculus stuff in class and understood one of those 'concepts' that some people struggle with. because that some people is usually me. delta X. fun stuff. really not though. Good things! I even went to work today and got paid to wander around the kitchen and learn the setup for buffets and table settings and lifting trays for served parties. Bad things. not many of them. I called Craig because he ignored me at the game and i wondered if he meant to. and i went off like "yeah and i'm so glad that you're goign to take me to homecoming, blah blah blah." and he said "actually i meant to tell you..." and told me that he asked another girl. yeah that's cool. Not like i've been looking forward to it for a year or anything. But back to good things, Abby came over and I got to finally show her my faerie dress, and then i got to model all my other pretty dresses. I love modelling. heh. i'm a bit egotistic. just a bit.
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pi.. pie...
you know, 3.14 pounds of pie sounds scrumptious right about now.
tally-ho!
i already know how to knit.

we could raise a sheep and use its wool to make yarn to knit with. but never kill it for its meat.

i'll go to homecoming with you. you can be the guy first and then we'll switch and i'll be the guy.

then you have to come with me to my homecoming.
I'm sorry but I'm going to come back and read your entry properly...

I like being in year 10 so far.

Thanks for saying I'm mature.

I use my phone as a comfort blanket, but I don't use it that much. I text more than I should though.