busy, busy day. but it went by surprisingly fast. whee. i wore my pretty pink fishnet shirt. [and i've decided i want to grow my hair out long.] driver’s training was the slowest part of my day. at least i will be driving with mr. starrs and not mr. totzke. eek. he is kind of scary. mrs. totzke has breast cancer. i had her for algebra I in eighth grade. now i feel bad for making fun of her makeup.
sheltered practiced today. whitney’s bass is broken. NOT a good thing! i am angry about this AASS thing. ggggrrr. whatever. just because certain people are immature and jealous.
we have to write a personal narrative for american lit relating ourselves to the great gatsby. one of our choices is to write about a love triangle we have experienced. i want to tell mr. guelette about jamaica but i don’t think i have the strength. so i will probably end up writing about something stupid that i will have to make up most of.
mrs. quinlan asked me if she could borrow my newest francesca lia block book. she said it looks “interesting”. mrs. quinlan is so cool.
lately i’ve found myself downloading pop music. hoku and pink and geri halliwell and michelle branch. i like pink’s “don’t let me get me” song. i listened to it on repeat on the way home from the hospital the day before my grandpa died. so i guess i am pathetic because a pop song made me cry. and now i am attached to it.
eleven more sessions of segment I left to go.
