I feel as if we’re having a falling out of some sort. Which kind of sucks because it’s the end of the year. Hmmm, that could be a good thing though, since we’re splitting up. But I’d rather end a good note where we’re good friends and had good last memories. Bah. Of course this would happen.
Forgot that I should probably shave my legs tonight. Shower’s gonna take longer than I thought.
Just looked up my grades online and figured out I did terrible on my math test. Fuckery. I knew I messed up in one problem but I didn’t know I’d get such a low B. And yes, that is terrible for me. Math is suppose to be my best subject. And I even decided to take the BC exam. Now I’m freaking the fuck out.
Fuck. I need to apply myself more.
How lame is it that I googled “self-aware” to make sure I wouldn’t sound like an idiot talking about the wrong thing? But yeah, I’d say I’m pretty self-aware. I know my attitudes and behaviors and personality and emotions well enough, I suppose.
but Bellevue West’s production of Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat my freshman year was beyond incredibly. I haven’t seen East’s production, so I can’t compare. However, I’m completely and totally biased and would probably still like West’s better. Oh, Mark Gieringer as Joseph was just wonderful. And the other people who I don’t remember because I probably didn’t know them at the time were so wonderful.
All my East followers: I swear I’m not hating on your production. I’m sure it’s fantastic. But I just saw statuses about it on the facebooook and it reminded me.
First of all, my parents weren’t too pleased when I asked them. Actually, I think they softened to the idea, but would rather me go to school.
Second, I laid out a reading schedule for Anna Karenina. Especially since my english teacher is requiring a summary of part one and such if we’re gone on Monday (senior skip day). And today I was supposed to read to Chapter 24, which I only have about forty pages left so it’s not terribly difficult. But I spent most of today refreshing college admissions websites, moping, watching my sister’s band concert, and more refreshing. And I really want to take my time reading it as I want to enjoy it and not force it upon myself.
Third, my friends are doing stuff in the afternoon and I have piano lessons directly after school so it wouldn’t be much of anything going with them. And plus, I have my sister to look after as well.
Fourth, I think I just want to have lots of fun at prom and after prom. So I don’t think I need senior skip day.
Yeaaah. I know it’s tradition and whatnot. But I don’t think I’m missing out on much.
At my sister’s band concert, when I saw him, he said something like, “Not having the best day, huh?” and I told him to leave me alone. And he left me alone.
I ate dinner late so I was eating dinner alone. He came downstairs to do something and asked me what a financial aid I got in the mail was for and then proceeded to tell me it was perfectly fine that I didn’t get into all those schools—that sometimes we don’t get everything.