you'll die trying to live this down

are you ready to push some buttons? and i dont mean that in a manipulative, psychological sort of way
March 30, 2003 / 2:38 pm

if i didnt have to deal with american history...well, there wouldnt be this huge burden on my shoulders, for one thing.
it's so weird, how a good deal of my time revolves around a stupid school subject. i certainly dont want it to. i dread doing the work, which is why im writing this now. but i DONT want $80 to just go to waste, and there's a lot of potential time-wasting that would result from failure, too. but even if i dont end up doing well enough to get college credit, i still get some extra gpa points, which is a motivator.

which leads me to another thing. i think, because of how much i write about grades and school and such in here compared to other things (and it's really not that much) that it distorts my image somehow; makes me look like a better and more dedicated person than i am. in truth, and this is not something im particularly proud of, i dont give a shit about actually learning things- it's just that i want to GET OUT of here, and because we dont have the $35,000 dollars a year that many schools i want to go to require, and i dont do well with those sat/act satanist tests, good grades will certainly help.

meanwhile. middle school cheerleading tryouts were on friday; i went to watch, mainly, but at first they didnt let me go in. because i wasnt there to help with practices, they said. i was really upset about that because some people didnt come at all, for anything, and it wasnt like i couldve come but chose not to. i had to work every time there was a practice. but as luck would have it, i was able to see two different sets of girls try out- one of them being the girl i helped last sunday. she did great, and she made it! there were only 24 girls out of 60 who did, so the odds were against her, but she did it. i was so happy for her. i saw pammy there that night, she had gotten her appendix removed :/ she's doing better now though. friday was also states for drake. i have no idea how he did, but i would guess he got 7th or 8th. i checked the times for 100 back, just out of curiosity, and i wouldve been close to making it. close, but probably no cigar. next year though- if i continue the whole 'better my time by two seconds every year' thing, ill have a good chance.

yesterday i went to this war rally thing, which barbie was supposed to sing at- and she wasnt there. i imagine she called the organizing people and told them, but she couldve called me or something. it was for extra credit anyway, and it was a patriotic thing to go to i suppose, which is good, so it was worth it.

oh. it's freaking snowing. 3 days ago i was laying out tanning, and now it's snowing. ahhh. i hope they cancel the track meet tomorrow. we already had one on thursday. thank god for chelsea, because i wouldnt be able to deal with all the other people helping out with scoring by my self. the girls from the other team were nice enough, until one of them started going on and on about how we shouldve been disqualified at the fieldhouse because one of our mounters heads "bounced off of the floor". (it never happened. if someone's head bounces off of the floor after falling eleven feet, she doesnt finish the routine.)

dave is coming back tomorrow!!!!!!!!!!

i want to hate you half as much || as i hate myself