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i fell in love, but you.. you didn't fall anywhere
okay! today happens to be wednesday evening. and my wednesday, april 21st 2004 resolution is to write in my journal more often. starting today. on this wednesday evening. alright, so. today school was pretty gay. i switched related arts, though. i now have music. we are going to do the macarena, and i can't wait. well, that was eighth period, so after that the day was over. i saw emma on the way to the bus. she is oh-so popular. uh, on the bus i had a substitute for, like, the eighty-fifth day in a row. everything was going pretty much normal, i was listening to my cd player at first, but you know.. some crazily obnoxious checkered girls never shut up. so i turned it off for the rest of the ride. and it was probably one of the first times i've had it off since december or something. i discovered that some people have really gotten very rude.
i know, you are probably curious as to what i am talking about. and i'll tell you. our bus driver got all mad and such and said she couldn't be a professional driver if people were going to be standing up and in the aisles. which is right. i know that when i am pretending to drive, people always aggravate me when they act like rabies-infected animals. but then, this little boy is all like, "for god's sake you're a bus driver." i mean, sure, bus drivers are usually sort of weird-ish, but that was so mean. even i was offended. and maybe if he would have used his little brain and thought about what he was saying, he would have realized that bus drivers get paid for what they do, so they actually are "professional drivers". psh, some people are just much too cool for everyone.
alright, next order of business. well there is none. sorry.
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