| Current mood: | frustrated |
| Current music: | bright eyes ; haligh, haligh, a lie, haligh |
i'd be overjoyed if we could just hang out sometime..
it's been exactly one week since i've last updated, and i have a lot to write about. well, not really, but oh well. so here is how my friday went. today, i woke up and didn't go to school-- well, i did, but just not right away. it was during third period that my mother brought me in, and it was gym class. but! luckily, my mom wrote a note asking if i could sit out. oh man, my mother is pure awesome-ness. after third period came fourth, fifth, and so on.. my day seriously was not very interesting.
however! on the bus ride home, tim storms asked me why i copy emma. man, oh man, this question is silly. i mean, how do i copy the emma? i asked him what was similar between the two of us and he had replied with "you don't wear your hair any other way" and "you just sound like her". i told him he was funny, and put on my headphones. i'm just really aggravated with everyone on my bus.
so here it is, 7:49 on a friday night. this happens every weekend. eh, i think i was invited to the movies this weekend, but i don't think i'd really want to go with him because it's obvious that he likes someone else. it would be really cool if he liked me the way that i liked him, but no, he likes loves this dirtbag whore. i'm sure the movies would have been really fun too.
fookinshawr,
lisa workman
haha, p.s.: comment and tell me if you think i'm
seriously, i mean, i would like to know.
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