Calculus is a joke

Calculus feels like it is 4 hours long. Every day! I feel like I understand what's going on, and then when I do the homework I can only do half the problems.

Go figure that I only had 3/10 problems on the homework quiz today. Suck.

Class is kinda funny, though. Mr. Duerr is so awkward. Sometimes he'll be like, "Back in my day..." or occasionally "Back in the day..."

Seriously...if he shaved his little chin hair thing he would look 15.

Then today...omg. It was so funny. He's one of those people who when they talk they have really badly timed pauses.

Like when he said, "When I was taking calculus I drank a lot--------of coffee."
And then he went on with something like, "and I had little baggies full------------of cocoa beans."

Then there is his "best friend"...that was so hilarious. He was telling us about one of his professors that he used to hang out with and go to math conferences with.
J-Rod asked if they partied it up.

His respons: "No...well, there was one time."

Mr. Duerr makes me giggle.

Hurt

No nicknames.

Craig broke up with me. I don't know what to do.

I went on to Facebook last night and it said, "Craig has changed his status to single."

What the hell? He never even said anything. I left an angry message on his voicemail.

He called back and said he didn't know what I was talking about. So I said, "I was so scared. So You're not breaking up with me?"

Then he said..."Well...no"

Me..."Do you want to?"

Him..."Kinda."

So started the 2 hour break up. The entire time I was bawling and telling him the most romantic things. I told him how much he meant to me, how I don't want to lose him. Everything.

What I really don't understand is that he told me he still loves me. If he loves me, and I love him, then why isn't that enough?
He said it's not fair being so far apart. He does't know when he'll come home next and I'm not allowed to visit him.

So he and his friend Nick decided he would break up with me.

After all that I just asked him if I'd changed his mind even a little bit. I didn't. Then he told me that he still wants to be friends and I can still call him whenever I want to.

I don't know what to do. I just lost one of the greatest people in my life. He said he loves me. Then why aren't we together? I'm not scared of being along--I'm scared of being without him. The thought of never being in his arms again...or never kissing him just scares me so much.

I love him so much. I can't believe I messed up the greatest thing in my life.

Haven't posted in forever

I've been far too busy putting things off. Like college applications. If I apply to ONE place I'd feel a sense of accomplishment. But I can't do it.

Oh well. That is for another time.

This quarter is almost over. I'm not finished with my AP English yet. I am really quite far on it, though. Peanuts and I are getting together tomorrow to work on it overload style.

This has been my easiest quarter and I've still been scrambling around to get everything done. I'm honestly not sure how I'll make it through the next 3 quarters.

This quarter I had...
U.S. History II
Medical Terminology
Advanced Anatomy & Physiology
Band
German III
Computer Skills III

Next quarter I have...
AP English
Medical Terminology
Advanced Anatomy & Physiology
Band
German III
AP Calculus

I am SOOOO glad I took AP Chemistry last year. No joke.

I'm scared for calculus. The new teacher, Mr. Duerr, is not the greatest teacher from what I hear. I've talked to people who said they burst into tears in the middle of class because of him. The most common things I've heard about him are that he'll give out a test and then afterwards he'll teach the material. And that he also hates when people ask questions...apparently he gets upset.

One of my friends had calculus last year with Mr. Rew, and then this year he took Advanced Statistics with Mr. Duerr. Advanced Statistics is commonly known as an easy class.
Yeah, this guy who took calc. last year was struggling through stats.

Mrs. Pippenger already told me she'd help me as much as she can. Quite a few people have already dropped the class.

Uggghh. I'm scared.

So Sad

Friday was supposed to be so much fun.

Pep rally.
Dance team performances.
Field Show.
Pay day.
Aeropostale coming home.

Well...the pep rally was good. The dance team sucked; the speaker/PA system thing sucked, so we couldn't hear if the music was playing or not. Oh, plus the dumbass announcer started our introduction before the band was even off the field....and most of the girls in dance are also in band and had to do a massive outfit change. The field show was okay. Except for when the trumpets went 10 yards to the right rather than 5 yards to the left. Who even knows how the hell that happened. I got paid which was great.

And then after half-time I called Aeropostale to see if he was coming to the game. He didn't know. So I was standing with a few of my friends. Then I looked over and saw him. I walked over and grabbed him from behind.
He wouldn't hug or kiss me. Then I was joking around about the incredibly sweet voicemail he left me. Then he started laughing and he told me it WASN'T him.

I was pissed.
Here's why:
He's been at college for a month and a half. He has called me ONCE. Literally. One time...and that one time was at 11:00 when I was sleeping.
The other day I was laying in bed and my phone started ringing his special ring tone (yeah I'm dumb). I was so excited. But when I answered the phone I could hear him in the background and then it went dead. When I called back he said his friend thought it would be funny to call me.
Same thing with the message.

So I stormed off, but all my friends had already left, so I just came back and stood behind him with a pouty face.
Then I yelled at him about how this guy Mike has called me more times than my actual boyfriend has.

He asked if I wanted to break up.
Uggghh.

We talked a little more, but all his friends were leaving so he was going too. He turned to go and I was just like, "NO kiss?" That was seriously the maddest kiss ever.

He said he would call me Saturday. I ended up calling him...and then he called me back 2 hours later.

I went over to his house and he like attacked me with hugs and kisses. We stood infront of his door just kissing for who knows how long. We talked a lot. He's so sweet. I just get mad that he doesn't call me ever. But I know he loves me.

I'm glad we didn't have an actual fight. I just yelled at him. I feel like a jerk. I only got to see him for a couple hours and I spent part of that time mad at him.

I love him.

Voted

I was
VOTED

Messiest locker
AND
Most School Spirit

I'm proud.

Hahahahaha

This is how ditzy my boyfriend is....

I asked him if he is planning on coming home for Homecoming. He said no.
About a week later he told me he might come home the weekend of the 12th because all his friends are coming home that weekend.
He didn't realize they were all coming home for Homecoming.

But he's not sure if he'll be able to come...the the thing is if Mitch comes home he comes home 'cause that will be his ride.

He makes me giggle.

Thirteen days until Homecoming! *woot woot*
I love the field show. But I have to march near this one girl who constantly believes she's in the right spot. Yesterday I was standing where I was supposed to and she was standing next to me...but there were supposed to be 2 people between us. So when I pointed it out to her, she yelled at the other two people.

This is my last field show. Very sad. Seriously. I'm sad.
Plus I get sad because Aeropostale's house is like 10 feet away from the field we practice on. Every time I look to my right I see his living room windows and remember how he would open the door and I would drop my purse and kiss him. Then we would just stand there hugging.
*sigh*
Oh, and every time Peanuts catches me looking at his house she reminds me that he doesn't live there anymore...only his parents do.

Work was ridiculous today! We were so crazily busy. I was glad my boss let me cashier the whole day.
Yeah, my boss gave me a raise! Finally. She told me she doesn't usually give high schoolers raises because it would be unfair...but because I'm a good worker and I work all the time that I really deserved one.
So I'm very excited! Even though I only make $6.15 an hour...all the other high schoolers only make $5.90. Hehe.

Can I be done yet?

Seriously.
Can I graduate like this Sunday?

I told off 3 people today for being dumbasses. One of which was infront of my entire U.S. History II class...and apparently Wirth was telling his other classes how I bitched out a guy who has been talking non-stop since the first minute of school.

I love talking to Aeropostale. His college stories make me giggle. I can't wait for college.
He was telling me that his roommate came in at 3:00 in the morning and Aeropostale screamed "fuck you" at him.
But he doesn't remember doing it...his roommate just said that he did.

I can imagine him getting mad when his sleeping is disturbed. So I believe it. lol

He wants me to come visit him. I really want to. But I don't know if my dad will let me drive all the way to Menomonie by myself to see my boyfriend.

I've started filling out...application...yes...no "s"...very singular on that word.

I've got grudges against almost every school in the Wisconsin system.
Sad
Sad
Sad

School is for fools

After I got off work last Thursday I was driving home...I saw this guy walking down the street. I pulled over (and I'm pretty sure I scared him) and said get in.
I drove him home.
And then we kissed in his driveway.
Saying goodbye to Aeropostale was so sweet.
I still can't believe he was walking home all the way from Subway.

School today. It was okay.

The first bell hadn't even rang and my locker was already trashed. I'm not even joking. It's just a mess.

My homeroom got changed from Jasurda to Hommerding. You could tell all the people who had been transferred from Jasurda's room. We were the ones who wouldn't shut up. Like Red Roses and I were talking about cereal. And Hommerding was just staring at us going "uh huh? Really?" like he was actually involved. He's weird.
Oh. And his whacked up seating chart (who has a seating chart for homeroom?) has me sitting next to the ex-boyfriend I don't get along with.
And he'll tell his friends that dating me was a mistake. And then I'll laugh at him and his side-burns that go down to his nose.

Anyway.

There was a meeting for assistantship people. It was pretty much Harrison going "and this sheet says blah blah blah." I saw Aeropostale's dad and I was just like, "Uhhh...hi." I saw him like 90 times today...and every time I was like "I miss Aeropostale."

First block--U.S. History II
Wirth first block was not fun. He had these little shorts on with these ugly moccasin shoe things...with no socks.
He wanted to do EVERYTHING. We reviewed U.S. History I, took notes, changed seats like 4 times, took more notes, watched a movie, and started a role-play.

2A--Medical Terminology
So Idk if the ITV lab wasn't set up, or if the satelite school was still on vacation, or what. But we sat there for 45 minutes waiting for something to happen. Nothing

2B--Assistantship with Mollman
She was only there for like 15 minutes. Then she made me put books on some shelves. But I talked to Zierer and he's letting me take an independent with him. So I'll change it to Advanced Anat. & Phys.

3A--Band
A freshman yelled at me. He made the comment that he needed a bigger flip-folder to accomodate all his pepband music. So I thought I'd be nice and let him know we only played a few songs every game. Then he was like, "YES WE DO!"
I laughed at him and told him he was stupid.
Then the freshman French horn player is afraid of me. I kinda yelled at him at one of the parades over the summer. But whatever. I was yelled at as a freshman and I believe it made me better and fix my mistakes...but I wasn't so scared that I wouldn't look the seniors in the face...like he won't look at me.
I laugh.

Lunch.
Peanuts and I went off-campus and got some stuff at the gas station. I was drinking a Monster and I convinced Hommerding that it was a healthy drink. Haha

3B--German III
We have a foreign student from Switzerland. I sit next to him. He seems really nice. He's barely taller than I am. Peanuts things he's hot.

4--Computer Skills III
Yeah. Hein was just like, "I have to fix these computers. Just hang out." So I did my U.S. History assignment.

Then we went back to homeroom to get all the dumb paperwork. Hommerding was all like, "Hey, do you want to be my assistant."
I felt bad saying no. But he, Mollman, and Lenz all asked me. I'm just dropping it. So now I get to dissect things and gross out some sophomores.

Tomorrow I'll probably have actual classes besides U.S. History II.
Suck.

Thanks a lot

So I went 5 weeks without seeing Aeorpostale. Then last Thursday I saw him for 2 hours.
That was it.
The rest of the week he's been spending time with his friends before they all leave for college.

I called him today and was all like, "Hey, want to go to lunch before I have to work?"
He already had plans with somebody.

Whatever.
So I won't be able to see him again before he leaves for Stout.

Then I was like, "Well...maybe if I try to get off work tonight we can do something."
So I started calling people I work with.

NO ONE could work for me.

This seriously pisses me off. I mean, JT called me an HOUR before her shift started last week and begged me to work for her.
HG switched shifts with me for next Saturday...I work her 8 hours and she works my 4. Not exactly an even trade.

But when I need someone to work for me it's completely out of the question.

I'm not supposed to work tomorrow. But no one would work for Jenny and her husband's having surgery. So there was no way I could say no to that...but apparently everybody else did.

Aeropostale leaves tomorrow at 3.
I work from 8:30 to 4:00.

I just want to see him before he leaves because I know after this I won't see him for a very long time.

:D

Last time I complained of my schedule.
Here it is updated beginning with last Thursday.
Thursday: worked at fair and store
Friday: worked at fair
Saturday: worked at fair
Sunday: worked at fair
Monday: got called in to the store
Tuesday: got called in an HOUR before shift-change
Wednesday: *off*
Thursday: work at the store
Friday: *off*
Saturday: work all day at store
Sunday: *off*
Monday: work at the store
Tuesday: *off*
Wednesday: *off*
Thursday: work at the store
Friday: work at the store all day
Saturday: work at the store all day
Sunday: work at the store all day

Total days: 18
Total days working: 13

I really hate how I hear "minimum is going up!" I just wish it would freaking go up already!

Okay...I'm done complaining for the moment.
Today was so much fun. I got to see Aeropostale!

He opened the door and I just like attacked him. Then we stood there hugging and kissing for quite a while.
I bought him a present the other day and I gave it to him. He opened it and starting laughing.
I bought him a T-shirt that says "I <3>

So for a really long time we just layed there holding eachother. He would pull me really close and gently kiss my lips or my cheek. Then he would kiss my nose.
It was so romantic

But then he started to tickle me. So I tickled him and pushed him down so I could kiss all his freckles.

He kept pushing my hair out of my face. It was so sweet.
I tried to play with is hair *but he cut it off :(*. Finally he gave in and let me push it all over to one side and spike it up.

I missed him so much.
He leaves soon.

His family is going to their cabin this weekend and he was going to try to get out of it. But his dad was all like, "No..mow my lawn!"

Makes me sad.

Oh well. I really hope I'll be able to visit him in Menomonie.

I love him.

Again...work sucks

Thursday--worked at the fair for 6 hours. then went to the store and worked 4.5 hours
Friday--worked at the fair for 6 hours. then hung out for a while
Saturday--worked at the fair for 6 hours. had a massive rush of cars right as we had to clear a path for the ambulances
Sunday--worked at the fair for 6 hours. went home and cleaned
Monday--got called in to work at the store at 8:30

I'm tired.
I miss my boyfriend.
I keep having nightmares about my pets dying.
I'm pissed I only make $5.90 ($5.30 with taxes)

Aeropostale comes home Saturday. I work.
I haven't seen him for over a month.
I miss holding hands with him.
I miss him slowly slouching down whenever we're talking and not noticing he's doing it.
I miss him pulling me close and then kissing me on the cheek.
I miss him playing with my hair but then getting annoyed when I play with his.
I miss trying to kiss all his freckles (which I am still working on).
I miss him.

Because customers suck

Some customers are just stupid.
Seriously.
Like...there are ALWAYS the people who get up to the check-out counter and wait until the line behind them is very long and then realize they forgot something. So they usually go to the very back of the store and take forever.
Now tell me, would this same customer do this at Wal-mart or a grocery store?

Then of course there is the customers that walk up to the register that has a "This register is closed--please use next register" sign...PUSH the sign away, and then expect someone to check them out.
Are you that dumb?

Then some people go one step further. There will be a long, long line, but some customers will take their entire cart, take down the "closed" sign and then put all their stuff up there.
Now what am I supposed to do? Go over and help them when there are people actually waiting in line?

Idiots.

This lady came in today. She brought in her own mylar balloon she wanted blown up.
Cost of blowing up a balloon not ours: $ .75
Then she also wanted to buy one of our mylar balloons, but she did not wish to have it blown up.
Cost of mylar balloon with/without helium: $1.25

This woman KEPT exlaining to me what she wanted.
She expected that if she bought one of our balloons, she could just get hers filled for free.
It doesn't work that way!

So she gets pissed when I tell her it's $2.00 in balloons. So she's all like, "I don't think you understand what I'm saying. Is there someone else I can talk to?"
So I call up Debbie. Debbie just gave in and told me to fill up her damn balloon.

Then I went on break...and I figured this woman would be gone when I came back.
She wasn't.

And guess what...she's one of the people who count their stuff as they put it on the counter. This is okay with me...Except when they do it aloud.
So I'm trying to count *3...4...5...*
And she's going *11...12...13*

Now, doing this just increases the chance that I will mess up and over-charge you.

I was really surprised when she didn't hold up her 4 for $1.00 items and tell me how much they were.

I hate it when people do that. Every time someone tells me how much something costs I really want to respond with "Yes, I know...I work here."

Totally haven't posted in forever

Well, I was at camp for a week, so that kinda explains why.
Oh, and for those of you who don't know...I moved. Yay! My dad broke up with his girlfriend and we moved out like 2 weeks ago.
But we don't have a computer anymore...so I can only post at my mom's house :(

Anyway.

Story time.

So about...oh, I'd say a little over a month ago Aeropostale and I went out for lunch and then hung out in his garage for a while.
Well, when we were in his garage I noticed there were quite a few bikes. And he pointed out a bright orange one that he said he rides. I looked at the bike and saw a pink helmet with baby-blue polk-dots sitting next to the bike and said something along the lines of "is that yours too?"
Then we both giggled.

So...you might be asking yourself why this has anything to do with anything.
Well...I got called into work on Tuesday morning. So I was driving down the road and I saw this guy on a bike. I didn't pay attention to who it was (nor could I see who it was...I wasn't wearing my glasses :O)...but as I got closer the guy on the bike started waving very frantically.
So I figured I knew the guy.
I stopped at a stop-sign and waved back at the guy.
Then I realized who it was.

Dr. Trochinski (Aeropostale's dad) riding the bright orange bike WEARING the pink helmet.
So I waved and he waved...and I turned the corner and parked. I was laughing so hard I did not trust myself to be driving anymore. So I laughed for a while, put my car in gear, and drove the rest of the way to work.

When I got home from work I looked at the caller ID and saw that Aeropostale had called. So I called him back and said that I saw his dad on a bike.
His response: "Was he wearing that dumb helmet?" And then he went on to tell me that he's been trying to convince his dad to get a new one for a while.

Good times.

In like 10 minutes...

I get to see Aeropostale!
I haven't seen him in 2 weeks. I probably won't see him in a long time because he got a job...so he doesn't know how often he'll be able to come home.

It makes me sad...I only get to see him for a couple hours while we're at the movies. I wish I could spend more time with him.

I've got to go get ready....

Emo

There was this kid. He said he was 8.
He was one of the most emo people I've met in Wisconsin.
He colored his balloon bat black and brown.
Then he bitched because we didn't have black star stickers.
So what did he do?
Looked out the window and gave evil death-stares to the bubbly little boy who sat across from him who kept saying "Look at my hat. I'm in the first grade."

Seriously.
Even Beaver agreed with me.
This kid was...
scary.

He wasn't commercial Emo. He didn't have the hair, clothes, and bad taste in music. He had the lackadaisical attitude of not giving a shit either way.

Haha

Hypothetical situation:

Let's say I had an 18 year old son.
Let's also say that I had a meeting and told him my meeting would run until 7:00.
My meeting ends early and I am pulling into the driveway to my home at about 6:20.
I find my son's girlfriend's car in my driveway.
I would burst through the door and start yelling, IMMEDIATELY.
Then I would see my son and his girlfriend cuddling on the couch watching Vh1.
I would laugh and then try to embarrass my son.

That is what I would do.

This is what went down:
Aeropostale and I were cuddling on his couch watching Vh1 and various other channels. We heard a vehicle pull into the driveway and Aeropostale said, "Oh, my dad's home early."

*FIVE MINUTES LATER*

His dad isn't inside yet. Rather, we can see his dad walking around the back side of the house.

*ROUGHLY FIVE MINUTES LATER*

His dad circles again for lap two. This time he stars at a bush for quite some time before continuing his lap around his gigantic house.

Then I get up to go home. Aeropostale walks me out to my car, and we stand there and talk for a couple seconds. He gives me a good-bye kiss, and then before I get in my car I look over his shoulder and see his dad coming around the corner. He turns around and walks back around the house.
I get in my car and back out of the driveway...I look up and see his dad come back around the corner and he says something to Aeropostale.

I'm confused. Most parents would get mad at something like that.
Not Dr. Trochinski. No. He just walks circles around his house.

Post #375

Parade.
It rained really hard before it started.
Pink Piggy and I were just laughing so hard at our drenched, white polo shirts. You could COMPLETELY see my bra. So I asked Pink Piggy if she could see the pink stripe on my bra...Chocolate said yes then walked away.

I could not stop laughing.

So Pink Piggy and I were plotting. We wish to get the group together at her house some time this summer. She and I are the only ones who drive, so we will have to go and pick up the guys. Well, I'll let her go pick up Ertz, and I'll probably pick up Random Freshman.
Then we started arguing over who had to pick up Chocolate. I think he was sad that neither one of us wanted to drive that far for him. I will though. We could not have a "group" party without Chocolate and his pants. Haha.

So the parade was...my last Fourth of July parade. Sad.
I was on the left...as usual. Marching is my thing...so I rock out the left side because that's SUPPOSED to be the person who controls the spacing for the row. Sadly, the only one who stayed in line with me was Random Freshman...who was on the right side. Oh well. Both of us were right...so I guess that's cool.
I got to yell at the freshman. Kr!st yelled at me when I was a freshman--and now I'm a better French horn player for it.
I shall discipline this new kid to make him good. Because he NEEDS to learn to open his eyes when he's marching. He wasn't even a full Mari-length away from the guy infront of him.

Yes, I said Mari-length. It is a legit measurement. I worked this out with Mr. Knihtila one year during the field show.

A Mari-length is equal to 4 marching steps. K marched 4 steps and then I layed on the ground to show him they were one and the same.

*sigh*

I haven't seen Aeropostale in almost 2 weeks. He MIGHT be coming home tomorrow and Friday.
However, my boss scheduled me to work 2 days this week--THURSDAY AND FRIDAY.
Seriously. Do you know how badly that sucks ass?

I don't even know if he's coming.
I know I'll get really sad if he does.
I want to see him so badly. But I'm afraid that if I do get to see him it will only be for like an hour.

I wish I could spend more time with him.
But it's too late to get somebody to work for me.

I miss him so much.

MySpace bulletin from my cousin

Posted from a California Punk:
CALIFORNIA:
- I can wear sandals all year long
- I go to the Beach - not "down to the shore"
-Our chicks are WAYYYY hotter than yours. Well...Miami can hang.
- I say "like" and "for sure" and "right on" and "dude" and "totally" and "peace out" and "chill" and "tight" and "bro" and I say them often
- I know what real cheese & avocados taste like
-Everyone smokes weed and its no big deal
-We'll roll up 40 deep when something goes down.
-I live next door to Mexicans, but we call them American's!
-All the porn you watch is made here, cause we're better and thats how it is
- I don't get snowdays off because theres only snow in Mammoth, Tahoe, Shasta, and Big Bear
- I know 65 mph really means 100
- When someone cuts me off, they get the horn and the finger and high speed chase cuz we dont fuck around on the road
- The drinking age is 21 but everyone starts at 14 (legally 18 if you live close enough to the border)
- My governor can kick your governors ass
- I can go out at midnight
-You judge people based on what area code they live in, and when asked where you're from, you give your area code
- I might get looked at funny by locals when I'm on vacation in their state, but when they find out I'm from California I turn into a Greek GOD
- We don't stop at stop signs... we do a "california roll"No cop no stop baby!
- I can get fresh and REAL Mexican food 24 hours a day
- All the TV shows you "other" states watch get filmed here
- We're the Golden State. Not the Cheese State. Not the Garden State.....GOLDEN!!!
- We have In-N-Out (Arizona and Vegas are lucky we share that with them)
- I have the most representation in the House of Representatives, which means MY opinion means more than yours, which means I'm better than you [geez.... hahaha]
- The best athletes come from here

*******IF YOU'RE FROM CALIFORNIA, REPOST THIS*************IF YOU'RE NOT, GO SIT IN A CORNER AND CRY******

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

WISCO BOY
Ahem... So.. Um.. yeah... I read this, and thought I would reply...
Hey... California listen up... you're not quite as hot as you say.
- I too can wear sandals all year long... plus If it gets reeeeally cold, I can put on boots to stomp your toes and I won't even stick out.
- You may be able to go to the "beach" instead of the "shore". whoopty doo. Wisconsin has more shoreline than your entire state. Actually, more shoreline than the east and west coasts together. What now cali boy?
- You're chicks aren't way hotter than ours... they are almost equal... and thats only due to silicone, saline, botox, lasers and hair dye... We have the real ones and they can beat yours up. More natural models come from WI than CA. dont believe me? ask Maxim.
- We're taught to say "Yes Sir" and "Yes Ma'am" and respect our elders because of it. We also say "Howdy" and "fixin" and "Yall" are pretty much recognized right away anywhere in the world :) We're famous. And not becuase of that fake ass "bro-ho" "so-cal" shit that yall think makes you "Famous", fuckers. I said howdy one time on the east coast, i got an ENTIRE cheerleading team wanting to take a picture of me in my jeans and boots. suck on that.
- And cheese? "Happy cows, make happy cheese, happy cows come from California." Bullshit. We pretty much INVENTED cheese.
- 40 deep? we have a word for that down in the north. "pussies"
- We call them Americans when they're American. Not because we have no clue how to do manual labor and need them to keep our ostentatious lives rolling smoothly. unlike.. *cough *cough,.. some people i know about.- Ok, you make all the porn. I'll give that to ya. California is better at takin it in the ass than Wisco is. congrats on that.
- Why would you brag about not getting snow days off?
- We're smart enought to know 65mph means 65, but our speed limit is 70.
- When someone cuts me off, they get run over by my big ass truck, then I give them the finger and tell them to go back to california.
- The drinking age is 21, but if you aren't chasin the beer by 10 yrs old... you're behind.
- Yeah, you elected a foreign descent, steroid abusing, party hopping, hollywood actor to office. just shut up and think about that.
- You can go out at midnight? Thats nice, I haven't even come home by then.
- Ok... you said,"You judge people based on what area code they live in, and when asked where you're from, you give your area code" and as hard as I try I have no idea what you're talking about... I think you're watching too much tv.
- Yeah, you'll definitely get looked at funny when you come to visit but we have another name for you pretty boys, and its not greek, its french.
- Of course you don't stop at stop signs... none of you can drive.
- You can pick up Real mexican food 24 hours a day huh... well I can swing by home depot and pick up 24 Real mexicans anytime of day. Can you say catering?
- All the tv shows get filmed there... and you pay 5000 dollars per day to rent a "real" ranch when you can freakin buy one in WI for that price... real smart.
- You can keep your golden state. too bad all the gold got mined out back in the 1800s and now you have so much smog, you cant even find you own spray-on-tanned asses.
- An In-N-What!? apparently. you Calis are real proud of your Fast Food Resturants.
whatever I could go on and on,.. bringing up so many pertinent facts,. but i dont think california is worth it.

IF YOU'RE FROM WI AND PROUD RE POST as "FUCK YOU WE'RE FROM WISCONSIN''

pretty much

All I do is work.
No joke.

Parade tomorrow.
That should be fun.
Then in to work.

So.
This is what went down.

I was with Aeropostale Thursday and his friend called.
He never called him back. Then he said he felt bad because it was going to be the last time he would see his buddies in a long time.

Wait, what?

So earlier last week I asked him when he was leaving to live with his brother. He said he didn't know...he would know Monday (this past).

Snap.
He left Friday for his cabin and from there went to his brother's house.

I knew he was leaving.
It was just like, "Oh crunch, bye."

So what have I done in the past week?
Worked.
Sat online.
Went to Peanuts' house.
I talked to Aeropostale like --this-- much in the past week.

Oh well, I'm glad that I can still talk to him. I would go nuts if that happened.

He's so sweet. Randomly saying "I wish I could be with you."

Awwww

+Transition+

So I would like to know what the hell is up with all these dumb advertisements all of a sudden. Who's letting guys write these women-intended commercials?

Example #1:
Playtex Sport Tampons.
Description of commercial: cheerleaders bending and stretching

Example #2:
Schick Quattro Woman's Razor.
Description of commercial: women running around in bras, panties, and skimpy tank-tops trying to steal their boyfriend's/husband's razors

Question: Do these advertising agent people really believe that putting scantily clad women in women-oriented commercials will actually get more females to buy their products?
I mean, I can understand if they had a hot guy in one of these commercials...but no...*insert cheerleader*

Wow.

Ok, that's better

So last night I posted my rant.
Then I talked to Aeropostale.
Convo went a little like this--

Me: Would you like to do something tomorrow? Like lunch or w/e
Him: Sure
Me: Where?
Him: I don't care. As long as I'm with you

I called him this morning. We talked on the phone forever. He's so weird sometimes. Occasionally he does the dumb "so what are you wearing?" thing.
So today I told him I could guess what he was wearing and what he was doing.
I was right. I'm pretty sure I freaked him out.

I drove to his house and then we got in his car and drove to Sandwiches. It was so much fun.

I told him how I felt about him being ashamed to be seen with me. He made a couple jokes and then gave me a big hug and told me he loves me.

He always makes it better.

Can I bitch for just a second?

I don't think Aeropstale actually wants to be seen with me or something.
Seriously.

On a daily basis he says that he misses me and that he wishes we could spend more time together.
However, the ONLY time we see eachother is when his parents aren't home.

Idk.
We talk online during the day. Then at night we'll talk until like 12:30...or like last night 1:00.
But when I see him all we do is makeout in his basement.

I would love it if we just went out to eat or something.

I don't even know what point I'm trying to make.

I'm in a bad mood right now, so maybe I'm just taking it out on him.

He might be leaving soon. He can't find a job here in town, so he'll probably be moving in with his sister in LaCrosse.
That's like 4 hours away. Then after that he's going to college.

So I have like no time to spend with him before then.
I just want to spend more time with him.

He's so sweet.
I love him so much.

I went over to his house on Monday (his mom's out of town and his dad was at work).
I pulled up in their driveway and walked up to the door...
I didn't even have time to knock before he opened the door and kissed me.
Then we stood in the kitchen huggin and talking.

I love it when we just lay on his couch and he has his arms around me. We'll just be sitting there and then he'll pull me really close and hold me so tightly.
Like...He just makes me feel special
When he plays with my hair I feel like I'm prettier than I've ever thought I was before.

I just wish I could see him more than I do. I mean, we see eachother like once a week...when he's gone I'm going to wish we'd spent so much more time together.

Haha. You hate me

So the last day of school Random Freshman and I decided we would try to set up Ertz and Pink Piggy. Pink Piggy REALLY likes Ertz, but she's too shy to do anything.
It's adorable.

So Random Freshman started saying how Ertz needs to ask her to play tennis with him this summer.
Ertz' response, "Well, I was thinking about it."

Background on Ertz:
He doesn't know the difference between a girl and a boy. Like legit...he expresses NO emotion towards females.
If you walk up to him and say "LOVE" he'll ask you what match you're talking about.
Plus he thinks he's the most cocky guy in the world. Well, he's funny cocky...

Anyway...

So RF and I were trying to get all up in that business...
Then Sunday we were at the parade...

It was great.
During the parade RF and I just kept saying things that made Pink Piggy want to hit us in the faces.
Good times.
Then on the bus ride home RF and I talked most of the way home so Pink Piggy and Ertz could talk. Great success.

RF wants me to consider changing his name. He hates freshmen and does not, in any way, wish to be associated with them.
But I can't just change it--IT DOESN'T WORK LIKE THAT!!!

I got Random Freshman to admit he's emo.
He was like, "Yeah, do you know how sometimes I'm sad and mad at the world?" or whatever he said.
And I was like, "EMO!"
Made me laugh, because he is...with the exception of the awkward music and the clothes.
He is legit.

I really want to call Aeropostale and be like, "We're doing something." However, there is nothing to do in this craphole town.
He was talking about how he wishes we could spend more time together. I want that too.
He's so sweet.
He was supposed to be at his friend's house by 8:00 last night, but he said he wanted to talk to me longer. Okay, laugh if you want, but that's ADORABLE.

Today was great

I had to wake up early so I could be on time for the stupid ACT deal. Yeah. I'm pretty sure I got 98% of the language correct,
I dominated the math section,
I might've been raped by the reading,
and I probably got a 7 on the science.
The writing wasn't too bad. By that time I just wanted to get out of that damn room. There must've been something wrong with the computer in that room because it kept making awkward high-pitched noises.
I wanted to shoot it.
For some reason my nose started bleeding during the science section or whatever. I was just like "damnit!"

Cutie's new name is Aeropostale. Don't even ask; it's an inside joke.
Yeah, so I called Aeropostale when I got home.
We were on the phone for one hour and twenty-two minutes.
An hour and nineteen of those minutes he was trying to "cook cookies."

I couldn't stop laughing.
Well, in his defense he spent 10 minutes actually looking for the recipe book and another 10 minutes looking up the difference between tablespoon and teaspoon on Wikipedia.

The best part was when he was done mixing everything together and he tasted it and just said, "Yeah, I think I did something wrong."

After that I went over to his house and he made me eat one of the cookies. It was actually pretty good...it was huge. It was all soft in the middle...but I think that might've been because they weren't done all the way.
Oh well, I didn't die.
It was so cute.

He made me watch a scary movie with him. It was a good one, though. It was fun cuddling on the couch in his basement.

I had to be home by 6:00, so we had to leave at 5:30 so he could drive me to my dad's because I didn't have my car.
We left his basement at 5:30, but we didn't actually get up the stairs until 5:45.
It took us 15 minutes to get up a flight of stairs!
Haha. That was fun.
I love kissing him. It's my favorite thing in the world.

Wasting Time

How can I best pass away the minutes?
Blog.
Yay!

Yeah. I'm supposed to be going over to Cutie's house, but he doesn't want me to come over until he takes a shower first.
Whatever.

It feels weird driving around without my dad in the passenger seat. Seriously.
I drove myself home from work on Wednesday and it was just awkward.
I can actually turn the radio to a good station and listen to it as loud as I like.
Freaking awesome.

Lumberman's Day is Sunday. I have to talk to K about getting a French horn for my senior pictures because mine was sent in to get cleaned or whatever.

I have to take the ACT Saturday. That should be...interesting. I'm pretty sure I already forgot EVERYTHING I've learned this past year.
Oh well, I can always take them again in like October or whatever.

Hmm. I should go put my makeup on or something.

About damn time

I finally got into the DMV to take my freaking drivers' test.
I had to cancel the one I had in November because it snowed so damn much the night before, and then I couldn't even get an appointment until Friday.

I'm so glad I passed.
Not even kidding.

Yeah. So I have my license now.

I was at Cutie's house today. That was a lot of fun. I hadn't seen him in a week...it was rough. I gave him a really big hug when I saw him.

Dancing fool

I believe the Spice Girls said it best:

If you can't dance, if you can't dance
If you can't dance, if you can't dance,
If you can't dance to this you can't do nothing for me baby.


This is not true. Sometimes I don't understand how people can't dance. Maybe I'm just biased because I can bust a mean move.
However, I have learned that it is fun watching people dance.


Scrapbook took this picture at prom and gave me a copy of it.




Cutie may actually get mad at me for putting this picture up. He was so adorable. He hates dancing, but he knows I love it...so he was trying really hard. I love him so much.

Graduation weekend

This weekend was so much fun!
I spent pretty much all my time with Craig and his family.

Saturday: soccer game (we lost...it was 3-3 so we went into overtime, then double overtime, and then finally a shoot-out)
then I went to Sam's party. I went to the movies with Craig and his brother, sister, brother-in-law, and sister-in-law.
Then we went back to his house and played DDR.

Sunday: I went to graduation. Craig's mom invited me to come back to their house with them. Then we all went to Tim's party.

Monday: We had the parade. Then I went to Craig's graduation party. Then he drove me to work...and then a while later he came in and visited me at work.

His family is really nice. There are so many of them!!! He has 2 brothers who are both married, a sister that is married, a sister with a boyfriend, a niece, and a nephew.
I think they like me. Or at least I hope they do.

Craig's party was really fun. I made this walk me to Craig's house because I didn't want to walk in by myself. Dr. Trochinski made me laugh really hard. I was standing by the door and he looked at this boy and was like, "Make her a rootbeer float, now." So I was drinking that...and then I went to go throw the cup in the garbage. I didn't even make it around the corner before his dad was chasing me down with another one.
Yeah...and a bunch of people were sitting outside just kinda chilling. The rootbeer keg was leaking, so no one was using it at all. Then Dr. Trochinski came out and said it was still 1/3 full. He started trying to fix the leak so it would work. It was just so hilarious watching the school's superintendant attacking a keg...even if it was only a rootbeer keg.
Craig was just like, "Well my dad was in a fraternity..."

Then we went downstairs and played spoons. That was the best part because it was just Craig, his friends, and myself....all away from his family.
Yeah, so I kept pinching Craig's butt while he was playing DDR...just to mess him up.
That was fun.

Oh that's sad

Today was the senior's last day.

It was sad.

I cried a little bit during the slide show.

Then I had to go to ER...and we heard all the seniors slamming their lockers as they were leaving. I wanted to cry.

So I got out of ER and walked to my locker and there was a paper dumbell on it that said "Craig" in glitter.

It was so sweet. I just stood infront of my locker staring at it until Peanuts walked by and gave me a hug.

I should probably talk about our game yesterday. We had our regional game against Somerset. We were seated 6th and they were seated 3rd.

We spanked them.

Not even kidding.

This is the FIRST time our girls' soccer team has advanced past the first game of regionals.

I didn't really play much. This chick on the other team tripped me and then fell on me. She landed on my bad ankle.

I wanted to go back in, but Coach wouldn't let me. He said he didn't want me to hurt myself any more.

I still can't believe we won. We're playing Barron tomorrow. I'm kinda scared.

Yesterday and today during Anat & Phys we were taking random pictures. I made Locker Buddy put some gloves on and touch the freaking cat for the first time. She was just like "ewww!"

I won't title this post

Cutie and I have been going out for a month today. I saw him for about .7 seconds today because he went on the senior trip. He better sign my yearbook tomorrow. All week he's been like, "I'll do it Thursday."

Tomorrow is going to be rough.

Anat & Phys: cat final
Employment Readiness: ER presentation
Band: marching (the high-light of my day)
English: hand in group project
hand in personal folder
take Literature Circle final
German: test

However, I won't actually be in German because I will be on my way to our soccer game in Rice Lake. Since we're seated last we're playing the team that is seated second.
In other words, we're going to get pummeled.

Friday is the senior's last day. That will be sad.

I work Friday night.
I work Saturday ALL day. Afterwards I'm going to Slide-Tackle's party.
I'm supposed to work all day Sunday during graduation and stuff, but I got out of it.
Monday I have the parade. Cutie is having his party that day. And after that I have to go in to work.

That sucks. I'm really good at my job, and Sue (my boss) is always giving me compliments and stuff.
So basically because I'm a good, fast cashier I work all the "busy" times like holiday weekends.

I get to meet Cutie's family this weekend. I'm actually scared out of my mind. I've met his mom...she's really nice.
I've seen his dad around school, but I've never talked to him.

Give me a hug

We went outside to set up for marching.
I have the outside, again. J-J isn't marching next to me...some middle school bitch is. I cannot march without my J-J. Today he told me that next year is his final year in band because once I graduate he's quitting.
I only have a year left with J-J! I'm going to miss him.

Yeah. So K put me behind the fat trombone player. He just kept bitching and bitching. I told him I would bitch slap him if he didn't stop...then that one freshman guy I think is neat was like, "Dude, she will. She could take you!"

Haha. Thanks Evan. You're too cool for a nickname. Or I could just call you My Favorite Freshman.

Today during lunch was fun. Cutie didn't go home for lunch like he usually does, so I got to spend more time with him.
Yeah, I have a friend who is REALLY awkward. Every day she asks me if Cutie's "popped my cherry"...or one day during homeroom she just started screaming that I got fingered.
Like I said, she's awkward.
So she was sitting across from Cutie and she just said "So did you f*** her yet?"
He didn't answer. Then she got kinda mad because she thought he was ignoring her.
Like 5 minutes went by and she was like, "So do you want to f*** her?"
That response was priceless. I don't think I've ever seen him turn that shade of red before.

So Cutie and I were walking through the commons and HWSFRN pretty much raped me. And then Pig Tails came up and started grinding on me. It was weird.

Yeah. HWSFRN is getting really weird. Last week he told me he's going to miss me and that next year for state he's going to be there for our performances or w/e.
He also told Cutie that I bought him sex pills for Christmas.
Then again today he said he's going to miss me.
And I'm pretty sure he had sexual relations with Penelope, if you know what I mean.

You've got to be kidding me

My friends all hate eachother. Like, they've always had their little problems, but they've solved them.
Not now. I'm so confused as to what's going on. I've heard the story of what went down but WOW.
I don't even know what to do. I'm mad that MFB would say mean things about Peanuts, but I don't want to be like "I'm with Peanuts."
MFB's been having some difficult times and I told her I would be there for her, and I want to be.
I'm just afraid one of them will try to pin me against the other one.

Dangit.

Well that's naughty

What was with today? Seriously.
Cutie and I were standing at my locker slightly all over eachother...okay, I was all over him. This guy just looked at us and started screaming.
We just laughed.
Then game German. Gird got Frau Hanson's attention, and she thought he ACTUALLY had a question. He didn't. He just shouted "Frau, I saw two people kissing in the hallway. Their names start with an M and a C."
A whole bunch of people were like "OOOOO." I laughed. Cutie thought it was funny.

Finale concert tonight. It was fun and sad.
So Cutie, Pink Piggy, Ertz, and I were all standing in the band room just kinda hanging out. Ertz and Pink Piggy were talking (she really likes him, it's adorable) and Cutie and I were pretty much attached. Pink Piggy just looked at me and started smiling.
We had our arms around eachother and we were talking and stuff. Someone said something about "getting a room" and we stood next to eachother instead.
I looked over at the door and saw his dad walk by and look into the room. I was like, "whoa, that would've been awkward!"

It really sucks dating the superintendent's son. I'M SO SCARED HIS DAD WILL JUST TURN AROUND THE CORNER!

We played our songs and it was sad. I sit by like 90 seniors or something so I was just like, "wow, this is your last concert!"

Then when we were leaving the stage Pink Piggy leaned over and asked if I had seen Cutie's dad. I was like, "yeah, I saw him walk by." And she just stared at me and was like, "No, he was standing in the doorway watching the two of you when you were all up on eachother."

That sucks.

I feel bad for always being on Cutie. He's so sweet and innocent...well, at least he appears that way. I feel like a dirty whore when I throw myself at him. Yeah, I even told him that Slide Tackle and I are going to get him drunk at her graduation party so I can take advantage of him.
That reaction was priceless.

But I smell funky!

We lost again. I just want to win one game. It was like 84 degrees outside while we played. It sucked hardcore.

I really like short sentences all of a sudden. Deal with it.

I walked off the field all sad because we lost. And partially because I suck. Cutie just gave me a big hug. I smelled so bad; I was just like pouring down sweat. It was so sweet!

I kissed him like 95 times before German. Okay...maybe not quite THAT many, but a lot. My locker is right by the German room and I was almost late for class because I was just like, "One more.....wait, one more!"

Do you know what feels really good?
I don't know what I'm going to do with the rest of my life--I really want to do something in the medical field like a doctor or something, but Idk.

So in Anat & Phys I'm one of the only people who will actually touch the cats. I was going continue working on my cat, but everyone crowded around me, so I went to the mangled one that Retallica hacked up. Then everyone followed me again because they didn't want to touch anything.
So I went back to my cat, by the name of Lakisha Bojangles, and started to cut up her chest cavity region. It was fun.

Mr. Zierer said I'm really good with a scalple or w/e and that I don't just start cutting and ripping things out.
Mrs. K said she thinks I would be a good surgical tech.

It just feels really good to know that I am good at something I might want to do for the rest of my life.
Yay for me not getting grossed out by cat guts!

I hereby have the greatest boyfriend in the world. He's so sweet. I haven't seen him since Tuesday AND I GET TO SEE HIM TOMORROW!!!
I'm so excited :P
I feel like a loser.

I'm so tired.
I've been taking at least 2 naps a day for like the past week. I didn't take any today, and I feel like I'm about to fall over.

I feel like a toddler or something, needing all the these naps all the time :P

We have 4 games left. Coach says if we win all three games we have this week, we'll be seated 4th in the conference.
Then next week we have our tournament game. Our school has never had a girls' soccer team advance past one tournament game deal.

I have to work graduation Sunday. I am going to do anything to get out of it. Not even kidding. I hate how this is the year I can't use the "I have band" excuse.
Dangit.

I'M SO TIRED. I just keep yawning.

I love watching Entourage.

I love talking to Cutie. I'm not calling him Craigy Pooh anymore...I found out his ex-girlfriend called him that.
Yeah. I think it bothers him that I'm friends with her.

*sigh*

He wants me to meet his brothers and sisters. I'm kind of scared, I'm not going to lie.

Under a lot of stress?

I didn't go to school yesterday. I was too tired. Yeah, that sounds lame, but I didn't think I would make it through first block.
My mom let me stay home and sleep.
Last week's schedule:
Mon-game
Tues-game
Wed-practice
Thur-game
Fri-no practice!
Sat-work
Sun-Wausau
This week:
Mon-game
Tues-game
Wed-didn't go to school
today-game

So I spent all yesterday napping and relaxing. I woke up this morning and was like, "wow, I feel so good!"

I go to first block and take my muscle quiz on the cat. 100% bitches! It was supposed to be a group quiz, but I just wrote down all the answers and asked my group if they disagreed. Good times.

So I was sitting in class and I started to get "the feeling"...where my arms get heavy and my face goes numb. I stood up and told Peanuts I thought I was going to pass out, so she told me to sit down.
After I sat down it got worse. Locker Buddy said something...Idk what. I remember dropping my books out of my hands and the last thing I remember is Mr. Zierer telling someone to grab me.

*BLACK swirls of colors with an anonymous figure*
The dreams I have when I pass out always freak me out.

I opened my eyes, and I was laying on the floor and Mr. Zierer was holding my hand and taking my pulse. Kay Sue was some where and Mr. Hoogland and Mr. Feurer were there I guess.
Yeah, I just kinda layed on the floor for a while until I could start breathing regularly.

And then Mr. Feurer and Mr. Hoogland basically dragged me to Mr. Hoogland's office.
Oh isn't that a fun story.

Mr. Hoogland was like, "Are you under a lot of stress?"
Hmm.
Then I started thinking of all the work I'll be missing today...and the game against Lakeland.

I know Mrs. Laurila's going to say something about me being gone again. Idk...she always tries to make people feel guilty for missing her class....NO MATTER WHAT THE REASON.

I need another nap.

*yawn* tired from soccer

So tired.
I apologize for any typos.

I'm bad at phones. No joke. I cannot think of anything to say....EVER.

So yesterday I was in an uber pissy mood...so I called Craigy Pooh (yeah, not much of a nickname, is it?) and complained to him.
My phone has this little timer deal that says how long the phone's been on...and when I got off the phone it said 3 and a half hours.

DAMN

That's the longest I've ever been on the phone.



Peanuts says I'm a loser because I asked if I could kiss him. I was afraid his mouth would hurt.

Yeah.

So last night part of our conversation went like this:
Lemons:
Zac keeps asking me if you've kissed me yet
Craigy Pooh:
What do you say?
Lemons:
I tell him the truth--no. I hate telling him that. I hate being the agressive one our relationship!

So today we were walking to the band room after school (I forgot my keys) and he gave me a hug and kissed me this time!

So a very big thank-you to Zac for helping me out with that one :P

All we've done is kiss on the lips and hold hands, but it's so much fun. I love it

He told me he loved me on Friday. I almost peed my pants a little bit.

The fact that he had his wisdom teeth out earlier that day and was HIGHLY under the influence of strong medication didn't even enter my head.

Then 2 days later he told me all the remembered was talking to me and nothing that he said.

I laughed a lot and told him what he said...and he said it was true.

Why is he so sweet?

I'm so happy!

I love him.

Anat & Phys

I'm supposed to be doing some poster or studying for my bone final.
I got it down...tibia here....pubis there....xiphoid process someplace else.

I'm so happy!
I can't even contain my excitement!
Look at my extreme over-use of exclamation points!

Did you just tackle me?

Yeah...so today's practice was like co-ed or w/e.
Coach Desotelle invited a bunch of the guys soccer team people to practice with us because our guys' team dominates....our girls team....not so much.

John had the ball and Jake like ran up to kick it away and somehow they both fell backwards and rolled over the top of me. It was scary!

Auror was being stupid, as usual, and decided she wasn't going to play the position Coach told her to play.

Yeah, so Craig was there. It was so much fun. I don't think I've ever had a better soccer practice.
During the scrimage, I was playing left full-back and he was playing right half-back on the opposite team....so we were on the same side of the field. Basically, my job was to get the ball away from him.

I tried really hard and actually did a pretty decent job!
Then Craig had the ball and I was like, "Oh, I think I can get it." Yeah. I ran up, kicked, and then he ran into me. We both went flying to the ground, and I hit my head. It hurt so freaking bad!

I could tell he felt really bad. He kept saying he was sorry in his really quiet voice. Everyone just kept making jokes about him tackling his girlfriend. Coach Desotelle came over, asked if I was okay, and then ended practice.

The locker room was pretty amusing. I walked in and was all like, "I just got tackled by my boyfriend!"
Totally missed the fact that his ex was standing about half a foot away from me. I don't think she cares though...I mean, she got a new boyfriend .7 seconds after they broke up.

He's such a sweet guy. I feel like I can just talk to him for hours about the weirdest stuff.
I don't know. I'm really scared to show him affection because I don't know if he'll freak out.
I kissed him on the cheek a couple times.
It was REALLY hard. He's like 5'11" compared to my 5'.
Why do I always go for the tall guys?

*sigh* I like him so much.
I feel so weird because I haven't been this happy in such a long time. Idk. I usually get really mad at people who are like "look at my boyfriend!" and now that's pretty much all I want to do.

My locker is like, right on make-out alley (where Kassie and MaCail [sp?] always grope), so I always have to put up with people standing right infront of my locker. Yeah, and Caleb was all like, "Dude, move!" today.
Not like I've EVER had to put up with his crazy girlfriends or anything.....I lie. Kelsey was nice. She actually talked to me....but all the other ones were weird.

I'm so excited that Craig asked me out! I have literally been screaming inside since Monday night.
No joke.