Listening to: Green Day - St. Jimmy
Feeling: overjoyed
I am indeed ornery. But dispite my orneriness, I've somehow adopted a decent amount of contentedness. Dave woke up. That is so amazingly cool. I came into school at roughly 11:40 today. For the rest of the day, I had the feeling that everyone had turned against me, so I started asking people if something happened this morning that I wasn't aware of. No one really heard me ask. Well, there it is. In a lot of my classes, it just seemed that people didn't have any interest in associating with me. I decided to go to the media center during gym, with a pass of course, to finally type the Key Club letters. Upon entrance, I saw Amanda and Katie Reksc, and ran over and asked why everyone hated me. We began to talk, and I was promptly kicked out of the media center. Within 30 seconds of my arrival. I didn't ask questions, I just left. I came out and turned the corner, and I saw Ali. I told her of my dilemma, and she invited me to Mrs. Delorme's room. I went, and typed both letters. I didn't bother to save them, but instead, sent them to be printed. They didn't print. So instead, I just sat down and talked to Ali about lots of things. That was nice. I ended up being late for Kaufman's class. Don't even ask. After school, my grandma told me she would be a while, so Alex invited me to Knuckle's Gang rehearsal. I went, and played the part of the mechanic. It was tedious work, and the lines were practically impossible, but somehow, I managed to pull it off. Mr. Nelson hates females, so I wasn't actually awarded the part of mechanic. But in my mind, I was. Apparently, my grandma came and left, and I missed her, so I stayed for the rest of rehearsal.
People have been acting rather shady lately. I would assume I'm just a victim of paranoia, but I'm not really sure anymore. Anyway, if I've been especially annoying or doltish lately, it is because I am indeed going insane, and I hope you can forgive me. And bear with me. Things are just too much to handle lately. I've officially given up on trying to control anything. It just never works. So, if anyone wants to hit me or call me names, I'm right here, being apathetic. Enjoy it.
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