The convo we had about 10 minutes ago

Man-prettysays:
idk
Man-pretty says:
I'm not sure that I was thinking with my head or my heart
Man-pretty says:
and I think you're right, things are just to confussing right now. I'm sorry if I got your hopes up
Lemons says:
so you're taking back the offer?
Lemons says:
or whatever
Man-pretty says:
yeah
Lemons says:
ok
Man-pretty says:
sorry
Man-pretty says:
I shoulda thought this out a bit more
Lemons says:
ya
Man-pretty says:
sorry
Lemons says:
w/e
Man-pretty is now status is now "offline"

Well, I guess I TECHNIQUALLY talked to him...

I walked into school today and Victim came running up to me--usually not a good sign. She has taken it upon herself to sort out the whole Man-pretty relationship dealio....then again I guess she does have a part in it considering the fact that she introduced us and then asked him out for me like six times (all of which I was unaware of until recently). Anyway, back to the story.....
She said that she told him to meet me in the library, then she said that we were supposed to meet in the commons due to the staff meeting. Well, I went into the commons to find him amid a large group of senior guys all playing cards. I went up to one of the poles and leaned against it until I realized it had been the one Beaver mounted at the Homecoming dance. Well, I went and sat next him as the cards were being put away. Obviously small talk was to precede the whole "relationship talk," but right as we were leaving that conversation territory the worst scenario occured. You could imagine all the stupid/not cool things that could have happened, but no one could have predicted what actually went down at the first table of the midle row in the PHS commons.
I had no problem discussing some of the issues I had on my mind infront of people I don't know, but when He Who Shall Forever Remain Nameless approached the table I knew nothing of importance would be lifted from my mind. I just sat there as the two discussed Man-pretty's new shirt. The bell rang, I mumbled "see ya," and took off for The Fool's room. I opened my locker, stared in the mirror, and came to the conclusion that he doesn't seem to want this as badly as he claimed to have a week ago--yes fools, it has been a week. I scurried through the near empty halls as a few tears fell from my eyes as thoughts of how I was fine (slightly damaged, but okay all around) before he brought up the possibility of a second chance. Now everything seems to be falling apart. Oddly enough, the only thing in my life that remains intact are my grades.
I know that he had no control over HWSFRN's arrival, but throughout the day I tried to seclude myself when he was around just incase he might approach me--which he did not. I'm going to try again tomorrow.......I really shouldn't be the one chasing after him.
During first block, I wasn't exactly in the best of moods. However, I cheered up when we had to correct papers. Yeah, doesn't sound like much, but The Fool gets off topic fairly easily, so I spent half an hour drawing Pacman and Halloween scenes all over Swiss Cheese's paper. She laughed when I handed it back to her.....
I felt like such a nerd when we had to watch a video. Well, first off, everyone was all like, "Mr. Z, the tape is jumpy!" Of course I, being the geek that I am, announced that the tracking was off. The Fool, being foolish (DURRR), coulding find the "tracking" button on the remote (to top it all off he had the DVD player remote instead of the VCR one....). I had to show off my dorkosity (I have now called myself a nerd, geek, and a dork in one paragraph) and push the right combo. of buttons to fix the stupid thing.

We had pepband tonight--which was SUPPOSED to be the high point of my day! Well, Kr!st was acting really bizarre. I found J-J (my future husband...I'll get into that one later) and he and I think that she might have been a little intoxicated......
I'm not sure if I have been acting as J-J's mother or future wife for the past couple of days. Today, for example, I supplied him with valve oil and alphabatized his music for him. Then of course between songs I couldn't stop laughing because I could see my reflection in his glasses. I declared my love for him and gave him a hug. Yeah, even though I was joking, I still don't think he heard me because he started ranting about how much of a stud he is. Sometimes I love that guy. Not many people know this story, but last year some time I had been walking home with him when he gave me some very exciting news. I can't recall exactly what he had informed me of, but it made me happy enough to just lean over and kiss him on the cheek. It didn't even phase him. The other guy we were walking with, however, thought it was so funny that J-J got "action" from an older girl.

Uggghh, I'm still upset about the whole Man-pretty thing, but it wasn't his fault. We'll see how tomorrow goes.....so no driving to Wisconsin for Face Paint!

I accidentally bootlicked Batman's Bitch!

Okay, so Hater of All Humanity (let's just call him "Hater" decided he was going to grab my foot and bring it as far up as he could. Yeah, then he asked, "Oh, you're flexible, this isn't fun anymore." Somehow during all that I accidentally kicked Batman's Bitch. He went running around saying that he had been bootlicked. Great times.

I went to find Man-pretty this morning in his homeroom. I was so pissed because I couldn't find him! Yeah, so I didn't talk to me--which earned me a slap from Beaver--I deserved it though.

I brought two shirts to school for Shop Buddy. One was pink with Spongebob and the other was BRIGHT pink with Hello Kitty. He wanted the Hello Kitty one...
He wore it all day and looked freaking hilarious in it!

Kookie kept calling me a nerd today because I'm reading The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy. I guess HWSFRN said that I am the only chick he knows who he's seen with a copy. Oh, and then of course ZC told Kookie that all the emotional damage he inflicts upon me daily causes me to go home and cry. Kookie actually felt really bad after that and asked if he ever REALLY hurt my feelings. Yeah right, I know he's always joking!

Okay, so I was crusin' the school's homepage today and found that our soccer team is so kickass that they have their own site! Although it doesn't surprise me considering the fact that the coach is one of the Techies. Yeah, I was scannin' some of the pictures all up on it as well.......

Accept the chumposity that is your destiny, fool!

I don't think I've seen Victim laugh so hard in a LONG time. Yeah, well I screamed the post title to Leg Hump because he said I was bein' an idiot for telling him to "Back out of my Kool-aid." I'm not even kidding, he was all up in my Tang. lol. I need to stop. He deserved it though--he was mocking my non-matching shoes!
I'm not really sure why, but today people kept noticing that I was wearing two different shoes--it's NOT the first time I've done it.....

Okay, so tomorrow Shop Buddy might be wearing my hot pink Hello Kitty shirt......he has to be in a yearbook picture (for yearbook staff) and they all decided to wear pink shirts. For some reason he didn't want to ask his sister for clothes, but I was fine! The funny part was he SPECIFICALLY asked if I had Hello Kitty.....

Yeah, I walked into contemporary literature and my name was on the board for "being naughty." Odd. I don't think I've had that since like, the third grade. Mollman was gone today, so she made a list of "students who might get out of control." Duck was our substitute, so it was okay--he likes me. Unfortunately for Batman's Bitch, he was in trouble before he actually did anything. Mollman left a note that said he was to be separated from the class as soon as it started. He was uber pissed.

I still haven't talked to Man-pretty about getting back together yet. I gave Beaver permission to slap me if I don't do it by tomorrow...well maybe Thursday........

If Hillary Duff or Lindsay Lohan is cast as me.....

I believe that only Beaver was priviliged enough to hear my ranting and raving this afternoon. Although, I'm not sure how much attentin he was paying because he had his hands full with BBQ sauce.
Anyway, I recognized my life as a movie--a very bad teen drama. I was sitting in band convincing J-J that Concert C was G and played open when I glanced over his shoulder at Man-pretty, who had been looking at me but turned away. Throughout the period, we had this stupid thing where we'd look at each other and turn away. We both (I hope he was anyway) aware what was going on, which is lame.
If a movie even remotely resembling this situation was ever made, I would be willing to bet either Hillary Duff or Lindsay Lohan would be cast. If you know me you know how I react to those glutons.......

I told my mom that if Jo doesn't let us have a lock-in at the library, then I will be forced to invite Beaver over for a movie night and what not. She just stared at me.

I was so proud of myself today. I finished my second binder for contemporary literature! Yay for procrastination! I wrote nine papers in the past three days. Uggghh.

I used to be quite close to Shop Buddy's little sister but not so much anymore. She's a year younger than I am, so when I came into high school we didn't talk very much any more. I met Shop Buddy in shop (gasps all around) when he was the only one who'd sit next to me. I found that I much rather prefer his company. I walked home with...hmmm...she really needs a name....we shall call her Flower. Okay, but Flower and I walked home and half the time she just complained about how Shop Buddy has no style. Hmmm...then I quickly reviewed the articles of clothing he is most known for. Let's see, he has his cloud pants, his pink pants with the blue patch, the jeans that have random objects he found sewn onto them, his DirectTV jacket (which he wore today), and his shoes that have random scribbles across them. Plus there is his hair which totally rocks--HOW DARE SHE SAY HE HAS NO STYLE!!!
Idk...I'm just bitter when people diss their siblings because I would do anything to have a sibling. Yeah, I have two step-brother guys, but they're five and seven years older than I am.
Like Man-pretty for example, he claims that when his sister is home from college his parents forget they have a son. He also claims that when she is not there, they do not know where he is. Well, I have to be fair, I did call his house once and his mom didn't know if he was at work or not....turned out he was in his room for a solid three hours playing video games............

Decisions, decisions, decisions

I have come to the conclusion that I will not make my decision about Man-pretty until we have a nice, long talk in person. I have some questions I want to ask him and feel that I cannot come up with the right choice until I have the answers.
For the past three nights I've been bombarded with memories of the times he and I spent together. I know that only 5% of high school relationships actually develop into happily lasting relationships, but that statistic doesn't help me in this decision.

He and I are currently discussion regret and fear. Very interesting conversation.
Sometimes I am absolutely blown away by how much he knows.

There is a guy, I won't mention his name, that surprised me last night. We had been discussing the whole sitauation with Man-pretty and he seemed kinda protective. I just want to thank him for that. I will take your advice into account when making my decision on this subject.

I have been looking for "messages" in songs lately. Lyrics just come screaming out at me now that I actually have a problem. Funny how that happens, isn't it? I'm currently listening to "I'd Do Anything For Love" by Meat Loaf (arent' I always listening to him?). It now seems to make a lot more sense than it did last week.

Utter confusion

Man-pretty asked if I would take him back.
He said he never should have broken up with me because since he has, he's been thinking about how much he loves me.
We were talking about second chances, and he understands if I decide he doesn't deserve one.
I believe he deserves one, but I'm scared to give him another one.
He truly believes that if he doesn't mess up again, he and I will be together forever....

My angry makeup

I woke up today and figured I'd dress angry. I threw on my Tripp pants and my Ron Weasly T-shirt. Yeah, I knew I'd catch hell from Kookie for wearing it again, but whatever--the clothes were black and they worked.
Generally I wear very little makeup, but keeping in the theme of the day, I went for lots. I didn't put on any blush, outlined my eyelids in black, colored in gray, and used black eyeliner and mascara.
The funny part? I have never gotten so many compliments before. Peanuts and Locker Buddy said that I looked really pretty today and my makeup looked nice. Not exactly the look I was striving for, but it was nice.
I have come to the conclusion that I am not one who should wear black all the time. The guy from Jostens came today for our class rings. He looked at me kinda funny at first, but then I started to giggle like a fool. My personality doesn't fit the whole goth thing very well. lol.
Batman's Bitch was also sporting all black today, so we acted like idiots for about two minutes. Oh wait, after that we had a grunting match--he won.
Anyhow, I ordered my class ring today. It's going to be very pimp.
Peanuts "legally" changed my name to Lemons. You see, when she was five months old, she was making me (I'm her illegitimate daughter), but she forget to add the secret ingredient--LEMONS--that is why I am so small. Haha, I love contemp. lit.
Wanna know what other class I love? Chemistry. In Mr. Peterson's room, there are quite a few singe marks and holes in his ceiling. Well, there is also a bottle cap wedged in one of them as well, but he would never tell us how it got there until today. He whipped out a bunch of MRE packets and started grinding up the heating thinger. He put like three into a 2Liter bottle, put the cap on, and put it behind these shield things so no one would get hurt. Yeah, the bottle cap flew off and left a huge hole in the ceiling--the biggest hole he's ever made. He actually thought it went through the tile, however, it did not. He has this thing where he has to do an experiment/demonstration twice. Yeah, the second time he put the cap on too tightly, so the whole bottle exploded and shattered the shields he had up for our "safety." It was great because he just left all the pieces scattered on the floor so the detention kids could have something to do.
Pink Piggy and Victim were in the class next door and they were wondering what the loud explosion was. Haha, it was great!

Glasses, Prostitution, Tootsie Rolls, and the spiffy Beaver

I'd like to start out by saying that Beaver is a woman. Omg, we should totally have a sleep over! lol.
Okay, so the comments from Face Paint about Man-pretty's glasses got me thinking. I have ALWAYS said that guys who wear glasses look better. However, today I have to make the ONE exception. I remembered that HWSFRN used to wear glasses. I walked up to him (while he was sitting of course) and looked in his eyes; I saw his contacts to prove my point. He honestly looks better with contacts--whoa, I never thought I would admit that about any guy!

I sold myself today. Okay, so maybe it's not exactly how it sounds, but Peanuts paid me a dollar not to eat lunch. She bought me for the lunch hour. I generally don't have time to eat in the mornings, so I just catch some lunch at school. Peanuts, however, was having problems with Pig Tails. Although they're not bad problems (he told her he loves her after two weeks of dating), but she still needed my wisdomosity. I of course told her the humiliating story of when I first told a guy I loved him. *shudder/cry*
So I didn't eat until 5:30 tonight.
I guess the theme of the day was Man-pretty being naked. Oh, it sounds like a joke but it's not. When I see someone's boxers or whatever sticking out of their pants I'm not afraid to tell them. Well, his were...No one else was in the room, so he told me he was just going to stop wearing pants all together. Oh, it gets better.....When I was at the library waiting for our meeting to start (yeah, I was there early...makes up for Beaver's tardiness) I was reading the newspaper. Well, I opened the stupid thing up and saw Man-prettty topless. Oh how I giggled. Then of course I was reminded of the fact that he's skinnier than I am. Sometimes I think he's unhealthy--he's 5'11" and 135 pounds--NOT NATURAL! Then of course I've seen him eat...he literally eats three times as much as I do!
Then of course I was going to get my temps today. I already took the stupid test like a month ago, but the DMV is only open one day a month, so I had to wait. Well, The Fool said I needed a birth certificate with a seal on it--the one I have HAS a seal on it. I guess not the right one because the lady at the DMV said I couldn't get my temps! You know, I probably wouldn't've been so upset if she would've been nice about it, but she was being a bitch.
Then of course Peanuts and Shop Buddy were there to top off the party.... It really pisses me off though. I took the test and passed the first time a month ago. There are people in my class who took the test like yesterday because they're not getting an A in the class, but they get their temps before I do even though I work harder.
So I'm really upset about that one.

We had another YAC meeting tonight. Beaver showed up (late as usual) in his FBLA threads. I'm really surprised that he tied his own tie considering the fact that last week I had to do it for him. Jo bought us a bag of Tootsie Rolls which lasted like a second. Then of course Dance Like a Fool was dancing like a fool swiveling back and forth. She, Finding Nimit, and I all ripped apart the candy bag. Haha, great fun. We finally decided how we're going to paint the Teen Center.
BEAVER, YOU HAVE TO STOP WATCHING TLC AND ALL THE STUPID HOME DECORATING SHOWS--YOU'RE STARTING TO FIT THE STEREOTYPE WAY TOO WELL!!!

Yeah, I'm starting to think Dora is right. She said that I don't really have bad days, but when I do watch out. Today really sucked with the whole temps thing, but I guess it was okay. Except for the lack of sleep, lack of food, and crying too much. Oh, and the green stuff that was smeared across my face (still trying to figure that one out).

Pictures from Homecoming

Today was pretty uneventful. Well, except for my band lesson and contemporary literature. I found out that I can play uber high now! During contemp. lit. I kinda fell asleep. I blame Mrs. Mollman for making us listen to that book on CD and turning out the lights--BAD MIXTURE!
Yeah, we had to write a paper on what the chapters had been about--somehow I heard enough to manage that one!

Haha, now for pictures!

The sophomore class float that placed second...sadly.









Random Freshman trying to hide from my camera--he didn't!



















Victim staring off into space.



















Pink Piggy pissed that I took her picture.



















Beaver performing some sort of unmentionable acts on a pole.



















Mo and Heels pimpin' it out Ninja/Ghetto style.



















Beaver with some balloon he found at the game.



















I'm not sure what's going on in this picture. Man-pretty is either having some sort of a seizure, or trying to sh*t his pants. I know he CANNOT possibly be dancing because people do not dance with their face. Joking--he's a good dancer (usually).
















HWSFRN (trying to ignore me) and ZC sitting around at a D-A-N-C-E!














Man-pretty pretending he was on the phone. Seriously, I went to take a picture and he whipped out his phone to pose.