why must I be so stupid :(
October 11, 2005 + 11:12 p.m.
Catherine, how do you find the time to write in this thing every freaking day. I can't even do it once a week. Gosh damn.
I hate not having time to do anything; to just sit down and chat on the phone for awhile, NOT doing homework. Ugh I hate hate hate school. I'm doing so shitty in every single one of my classes, except maybe for journalism, where we haven't turned anything in yet. And photography, the class where I spend my time just laying out on the green. Gracious. I have too much stuff to take care of. I have work and tennis and school and Interact. Poop on me. :(
Speaking of work, I just got paid. I don't get paid nearly enough. I get paid $7/hr. Philip gets paid $8.50. He hasn't been there a year yet. No fair. :( I want more money. I need more money.
I feel so gross. It might be the peanut butter sandwiches I've been eating. The chinese fast food and Starbucks I had on saturday, or the In N' Out I had for dinner yesterday. Or the goldfishes and soda I had on Sunday. Man I'm so unhealthy. Tennis doesn't balance enough.
Yay I just regripped my racquet. Dallis, I owe you two bucks, remind me.
SATs were on Saturday. Gosh. Wake up at 6:30, start the test at 8, leave at 1, eat really quick and go to work by 2, leave work at 5, and finally hang out with my lovely Kevin and watch Love Actually for the fiftieth time after a long, hard day's work. Yay. <3
Just to do it alll over again next week. Pooo! Man, I'm glad I'm not working at Media Play anymore. That place was so boring. The work was boring, the people were boring, the atmosphere was crappy, ugh. Little kids are so much cooler. Except when they all come at the same time to do library. >O
It's spirit week this week at school because Homecoming this this weekend. Hooray. It's such a long wasy away. I can't wait for the end of thursday. Stupid math test. The freaking tennis team has to work at teh concession stand on the Homecoming game. Varsity has to work during the Varsity game. Wtf. I'm thoroughly convinced that they specifically assigned us that day just because they think we are losers and are nerds and we would never want to watch the game anyways. Blitches. Homecoming was the only game I was planning to watch. Ruinned. :( Oh well.
I feel dumb. I hate feeling like that. It makes me sad and makes me want to cry.