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[13 Mar 2004|10:17pm] |
PimpJuice4222: journal
Krisitay: what
PimpJuice4222: write in your journal
Krisitay: why
PimpJuice4222: so i have something to do
Krisitay: ok
aaaaaand.....i have nothing to say.
um...finals this week, theyre a bitch as always. i have a shitload of work to do in photography, and i always expose my friggen photographic paper, it sucks. luckily mr gill is letting us come in on thursday before school starts to work...thats 4 and a half hours of work people. i think ill be fine.
the only other final im really worried about is ms. hess....for history...that class is so GAY. i have this huge ass timeline to do, i still havent done much research for it...oops. and our test is going to be around 175 questions...luckily from the 70s on, so it shouldnt be so bad...wait, yes it will. i took 5 pages of notes from that test today and she was just skimming through it.
geometry will be a joke of a final, that class is somewhat of a joke..um....
derek called me in class today, in hess' class...right when we were taking notes for the final...she just stops and stares at me, but i dont think she cared- i picked up the phone, said 'i hate you' and hung up. she just went back to giving the notes. i really have to remember to start turning my phone on silent or something, brennan and trevor would ALWAYS call me in the middle of that class (theyre in it too) just because they knew my phone would ring...jeez.
so tonight i went to harlans with kimmie, whitney wants to set her up with a guy who works there...hes pretty cute! there was another extremely hot guy working...he has a girlfriend...wow i hate that.
and now..im done.
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