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| Current music: | dar williams |
rar! swash swash buckle buckle!
yesterday was grand.
school was school except instead of going to history i went to a YAAPP presentation. i was crying through almost all of it because the more i watch it the more i think back to everything that happened with brandon and it makes me want to scream.
then it was science olympiad and OHHHH man i love it. dynamic planet is the only one i've been in since freshman year and the comfort of knowing ms.labranche and such is so nice. knowing the cookies and cheeze-its will be there. knowing we'll joke about john. just everything. and leslie is back which is awsome because she's fun to be with.
then we brought andrea to her house to get her sports bra and brought her back to school so she could catch the bus to her game. she drove back and i think the only person who is a scarier driver than her is jay. she was going nearly 60 in a 25 neighborhood.
after that thrilling ride sarah amanda and i got... duh nuh nuh.... GUSTER TICKETS! the butts at bull moose charged a transition fee but EEEEEEEEEEEEE! WHO CARES??? so excited for friday. it'd better not snow like it has the past few years. i'll die if it does.
while sarah was in her job interview, amanda and i went to tj maxx. after a while sarah came over and then i bought a skirt, a hoodie, and some jewish socks. now i can say "___ rocks my jew-socks" and can really have them!!!
and then it was pirates time. the movie was soooooo good even though i missed half of it due to abuse from emilie and sarah, but what i saw was brilliant. and i must admit that johnny depp was fairly sexy. and very talented.
after that emu had to leave and sarah amanda and i talked a bit and watched amanda be insane with sabre and then slept. g!d that girl is a crazy one. she talks to sabre like those crazy old women talk to babies of strangers. "ohhh what a snoogum woogums!"
tonight my mom went out with some friends. to a baby shower. but at least she went out. i hate how anti-social she is. it makes it hard for me to do lots of friendy stuff and not feel guilty.
this entry was brought to you by uninspired ramblings and the letter Q.
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