OMG!!! I think I am going to cry!
Anthony shaved. He is no longer the dirty looking Italian I grew to love. I will have to gouge his eyes out! Why, Anthony? Why-hy-hy-hy-hyyyy?
Sorry...I have to go mourn Anthony's facial hair.
Friday, February 14, 2003
It's Valentines Day!!! Excuse me while I puke into my pillow.
I feel like my body is just screwing with me. I know every other fifteen year old has raging hormones and all that shit, but how come everything feels bad? Even cake.
I am also sporting the most painful injury of my life. I fell yesterday when Dad and I went down a run that didn't have as much snow as the other runs, and there were mougles. I couldn't stop, so I tried to sit down. Instead, I just toppled forward. My left ski came off and somehow I landed on it. It felt the same way as when you get punched in the stomach, and it is killing me. Not to mention my left foot, skiless, cam flying up and I booted myself in the leg. I can't sit properly, nor can I move.
I think I'm going to sleep.
Yay!!!
I feel like my body is just screwing with me. I know every other fifteen year old has raging hormones and all that shit, but how come everything feels bad? Even cake.
I am also sporting the most painful injury of my life. I fell yesterday when Dad and I went down a run that didn't have as much snow as the other runs, and there were mougles. I couldn't stop, so I tried to sit down. Instead, I just toppled forward. My left ski came off and somehow I landed on it. It felt the same way as when you get punched in the stomach, and it is killing me. Not to mention my left foot, skiless, cam flying up and I booted myself in the leg. I can't sit properly, nor can I move.
I think I'm going to sleep.
Yay!!!
Wednesday, February 12, 2003
What a shittacular week.
I made a friend! Oh...did I say friend, I meant enemy. I'm not getting into details, but I feel very angry after every gym class. I hope that bitch dies. I'll spit on her grave. Seriously.
Ben gave me four roses today. How sweet of him. I kind of feel bad though. I don't like him *that way* but what am I supposed to do? Say "Oh, Ben, the roses are beautiful! Did I mention that I'm not romantically interested in you? At all?" Yes, admitedly I did have a tiny crush on him for the shortest time, but that was because of a crazy dream which I can hardly remember.
Jesse said he would buy me a rose, and I was supposed to meet him in gym, but I didn't. I had a headache after three hellish hours of choir practise across the street in the church. I don't like modern churches. I mean, old English churches with tonnes of history and a gothic feel to them are fascinating, but modern churches are scary. I feel like God is peeking at my bra. Just a feeling.
And I feel bad for this other guy. He likes a couple other girls, but I like him. I really want to be friends with him, but how can I not be jealous if he goes with another girl? I don't want him to feel like I'm a hinderence if he doesn't like me the same way he likes those other girls. But I mean...I don't know how many of you have felt this, but I feel really pathetic when I am sort of cutsey flirt with a guy, then I find out he's not interested. What must I have looked like?
To top it all off, my mom is now pissed at me. I'm going skiing with my dad tomorrow (yes, again) and when I get home I'm shutting the door to my bedroom and not coming out till Tuesday morning. Not even for Clone High. Now that's drastic.
I made a friend! Oh...did I say friend, I meant enemy. I'm not getting into details, but I feel very angry after every gym class. I hope that bitch dies. I'll spit on her grave. Seriously.
Ben gave me four roses today. How sweet of him. I kind of feel bad though. I don't like him *that way* but what am I supposed to do? Say "Oh, Ben, the roses are beautiful! Did I mention that I'm not romantically interested in you? At all?" Yes, admitedly I did have a tiny crush on him for the shortest time, but that was because of a crazy dream which I can hardly remember.
Jesse said he would buy me a rose, and I was supposed to meet him in gym, but I didn't. I had a headache after three hellish hours of choir practise across the street in the church. I don't like modern churches. I mean, old English churches with tonnes of history and a gothic feel to them are fascinating, but modern churches are scary. I feel like God is peeking at my bra. Just a feeling.
And I feel bad for this other guy. He likes a couple other girls, but I like him. I really want to be friends with him, but how can I not be jealous if he goes with another girl? I don't want him to feel like I'm a hinderence if he doesn't like me the same way he likes those other girls. But I mean...I don't know how many of you have felt this, but I feel really pathetic when I am sort of cutsey flirt with a guy, then I find out he's not interested. What must I have looked like?
To top it all off, my mom is now pissed at me. I'm going skiing with my dad tomorrow (yes, again) and when I get home I'm shutting the door to my bedroom and not coming out till Tuesday morning. Not even for Clone High. Now that's drastic.
Monday, February 10, 2003
Meh. I did not enjoy today. I am exhausted. And bitter. Roses are my favourite flower, but I doubt I'll getone for Valentines. Not that I'm into the whole superficial Valentines Day thing, but it would be nice, for a change.
And I hate math, which I have to go to finish now, and blegh. Maybe I'll have a nap first. I feel so icky....and I have to go to the bathroom...but I'm lazy...and tired...and Anthony looks funny...and my cat is scratching the furniture...and Anthony looks funny...and I'm tired!
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
And I hate math, which I have to go to finish now, and blegh. Maybe I'll have a nap first. I feel so icky....and I have to go to the bathroom...but I'm lazy...and tired...and Anthony looks funny...and my cat is scratching the furniture...and Anthony looks funny...and I'm tired!
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