pop
Yuck, the tast of spanish food weighs heavily in my stomach- rather dim of me to consume with such glut and then expect to go of and exercise without feeling the squeemish effects of spicy jalepenos and such. Not to mention, the cheese...oh, the cheese...
I I like cheese
squish
like my father is a moron and didn't knoe I had shinguards. Every self-respecting soccer player has shinguards. During the season, I am constantly asking one parent or another where on God's green Earth the things have disappeared to. And then he thinks the school doles them out to you. In one word: gross.
six
So Dever and Lyla and Julie are having a bit of a discord. I am trying rather hard to stay out of it, as thewhole thing's a bit nit-witted. Lyla's getting defensive about her "issues" (which she has several of, come to think of...) Dever is getting mad because Lyla is mad at her (I hate people who do that...who get mad at people just cuz they are mad at them...) and becasue Lyla tells her secrets. Only a) dever fails to take into account that the people she tells don;t really like her and spread rumours about her all the time and b) Lyla's being a bit defensive about what Dever's been saying, because it's really stuff everybody knoes. The Julie is just getting yelled at, too, I guess becasue she's taking Lyla's side. Perhaps this is why I ate so much during Spanish. I was trying to ignore them, and to do so, I would go to the line to get more cinco de mayo food. Hmm....
nuh-uh
I have soccer soon! I kinda skipped out on conditioning after school. However, that was stupid, as I went to exercise anyway. Might as well have just gone to work out, eh? Now I have goalie practice in another 15 minutes or so.
cicero
Soooooooooooo........history. Stupid assignment. At least the writing we did was on a section I kind of knew. However, my other part, about child labour (spelled that way repeatedly, just to annoy Miss All-American Komo) (that's a lie...she's like, pro japan) was shit. And now I have to go to Malley's to see cornelius cuz she is in possesion of a history book, a comodity that I am lacking at the present time. And I need to read section one, chapter twenty-three. Oh, and see if Malley's will still hire me...
lipshitz
So, I am having a dilemma with myself. First of all, I am trying to be more introverted, so that I stop burdening people with my problems (which are normally rather minute and selfish) and so that I can be better problem solver on my own. Unfortunatley, this results in me talking to myself quite a bit. Grr...I'm mad at myself- I....
yo ho
yo ho
a (no, I'm not telling, don't let me) pirate's life for
~me
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