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Added: September 22, 2004, 4:28 pm  (69 views)
This morning, when i woke up and got ready for school, I came on here to add some entries which i wrote the night before and the night before that. then, i made this quiz. it was only five questions and it's called, "wishes." You can go here, if you'd like to take it. But, i can have only one person take it--sorry. if you want to take it, and somebody already has. then, just ask me... 'cuz i can give you another url. well, nevermind about that. just forget it, i guess. it's really only for the people who know me. just for me to see how well the know me. Okay, right now, I am at my dad's house and it is 5:20 PM. Amanda is over and Julia and her are outside jumping on the trampoline. (LOL--what's new?) My dad is making us do chores again--but, I don't know when we have to start those. i am sick of school work and i am sick of chores. but, i'm not sick of school, itself... because my friends are there and ERIK is there. of coarse. but, besides that i am really sick and tired of it all!!! i need a vacation. (But, don't we all?)No--scratch that. i don't need a vacation. i need a vacation with Erik. Or, maybe just some time off of school and chores and stuff. the chores arn't really that bad. yesterday, i got a progress report for Science and i got 101.7%!! A+!!! whoo-hoo! and i had to get it signed. and my dad was joking around and saying, "can't you do any better?" and then he said, "I'm proud of you, honey." Those are like the best words in the world from your parents. "I'M PROUD OF YOU!" i could live on those words... if only my parents said it more often. well, guess what? my dad isn't gonna be pretty proud of me, today. because, i got my math progress report today and i got a D+! I could not believe it! i was doing so good in math, too. i have an A on daily work and a B on quizzes. and the quizzes are suppossed to tell you if understand the work you're doing. and i got good grades on all my quizzes--so I don't get how i messed-up so badly on my test. i think i failed it. and that gave me a grand total of a D+! Aww man, why couldn't it have been at least a C-? I really, really, really cannot get bad grades. or my parents will pull me out. but, as far as i know, i'm doing my best. so, i don't know. I honestly don't know what my dad is gonna say about that! (I hope he just signs it, and it'll be over with.) But, I'm sure he's gonna try to quiz me and ask all these questions for an explanation on why my grade is so low. Usually, I do pretty well in math. It's funny. And, I understand it and everything! I just don't understand how my grade could be so low--that's what I don't get. I was sitting in Bible class, and Mr. Sanford called me up to his desk, with a stern voice. I came up, and he handed me my progress report and said in kind of a threatning voice, "I need you to go home, and get this signed and bring it back TOMORROW!" I just nodded. When, I looked at my grade, I felt like crying. And Taryn got an F and she was laughing. (A nervous laugh--I would assume.) Mr. Sanford called all the people up with bad grades. I think it was only three of us, in the class. i felt so embarrassed. I am determinded to bring that grade up!!! if only my parents knew that. they probably think i just don't care about my grades--but i do. i really do. then he announced in the class, "Okay... for the rest of you (what the heck is the "rest of you" supposed to refer to? the smart people?) ... the rest of you, I printed off your progress reports for Math, but the printer ran out of ink, so I'll give them to you tomorrow." Oh great. Just my luck. I get mine today, and everybody else (aka the people with good grades) get their's tomorrow. Well, this sucks.
~Updating on the Erik topic.~ Hehehehe. I woke up early this morning, so I could MAYBE get to school early and MAYBE have time to hang out with Erik and MAYBE have something cool happen. Who knows? Hehehehe. Well, guess what? It didn't happen. I got to school, when the bell rang for everyone to go to their classes. so, i wasn't late--just not early. and, i walked into the lobby and erik was heading to his class, but he saw me, and he kinda had that look like he was disappointed that he had to go to class now. Now, that I was there. Hehehehe. So, I went to class and Mr. Sanford was back from being sick. *sarcastic "whoop-ee!"* And we had to do stupid ITBS testing. At first, its cool 'cuz we have no homework--now I just want to get done with it. For our 20 min. break, I went on the tire swing with Naomi and Taryn, but it was making my sick so i got off. almost everywhere I went, I could feel erik's eyes on my back. it's rather funny--but sometimes, you just get that sense when someone is looking at you, while your back is turned. or maybe my senses are off. but, whatever. taryn and i started to balance on this wall, around the lower playground and i was acting all loud and weird and stuff... like i sometimes do. and, then taryn tugged me over to where erik was hanging out with some of his guy friends. and, then i just sat down, and we never talked or anything. :( When, we were leaving, to go back to class, though, I tried to get the basketball away from him, and he put it on my back, and I whipped around and threw it out of his hands. Then, I went to class. In class, we had to do more ITBS testing and I was acting all gloomy and moody for some reason. And everyone was asking me what was wrong. but, i couldn't really answer, 'cuz i didn't know. i don't think anything was wrong with me. i just didn't feel like talking to anyone or something. then, at lunch time, i sat with Naomi and Taryn. then, i went to visit with the 7ies, and Meryssa was writing in this journal type book, and writing all the 7th and 8th graders under sections. Like, she put me under biggest flirt and best dancer, and then put Erik and I under most un-cool couple. Yeah, whatever, Meryssa--get a life! She annoys me so much. I just walked away--'cuz i didn't want to deal with her. and, then i went over to some other 7th grader girls and there was this drama going on with Kayla and Ashley. Kayla was all crying because Ashley said, "A lot of bad stuff would've happened to you, if I wasn't there to stand up for you." Omg, the drama that happens in my sister's class annoys me so much. Things like that, just don't happen in my class. Weird, eh? Okay, then we did PE. And, Erik was gonna play softball, but then I said I might play soccer, so he played soccer instead. And, we played soccer together--again. Then, as we were walking to our changing rooms, we walked really close. And, everytime we do that... it makes me want to grab his hand in mine or lean over and kiss him or SOMETHING. Because... I don't know... I just get those feelings inside, when I'm walking with him. We were laughing about how he's scared of being goalie, and he sucks at softball... but not as bad as me... and stuff like that. He just cracks me up, with whatever he says. Then, when we were walking to our classes, he grabbed my purse and said, "Purse snatcher!" But, when he grabbed it, he ripped a handel off. And, I said no big deal, because all my purses are cheap and they break all the time. So, he said, "okay." Then, i went to class. after school, i told my dad not to pick me up 'til four... so that's what he did. i got to hang out with erik a little bit after school and in day care. afterschool--nothing much. we were just kinda hanging out together with friends around, as well. And chloe' and hally came to our school to play football against the high school. and they thought they were gonna win!! it was so hilarious. but, it was fun to see them, and I was all hugging them and everything. ya, it was really kewl to see them. then, erik and alex got into this conversation about what's their favorite football team and baseball team... and everything team. And, they started comparing teams and talking about sports, sports, and sports! and i was getting really bored and i wanted to yell out, "OKAY, CAN WE NOT TALK ABOUT SPORTS AROUND ME!?" but, then, alex had to go somewhere and we had to sign into day care. thank goodness. erik and chris were playing basketball... a little bit... and i just sat and watch. and erik asked, "why don't you play?" and i said, "you really think I could play?" and he said, "well, you need to play football." and i said, "well, i can't play football. i don't know how." and he said, "Well, we'll have to teach you." (We who's "we?") And then I said, "Well, how are we gonna play football, with a basketball?" and he said, "they're getting one." (as in Nick and Forest--from my class--are getting one.) so, nick, forest, erik, chris, and I all went out in the field and they started wrestling and throwing back and fourth and whatever you do when you play sort of a football game. And I wasn't really doing anything--just walking around. And Erik said, "why don't you play?" and i said, "'cuz." and he said, "tackle him!" (meaning Forest, who had the ball.) and i'm like, "no." and he said, "It's just like on the trampoline... except it hurts a lot worse." and i said, "not really." and, so the guys were all tackling each other, and i just didn't want to. and, i don't really get football--so i need erik or somebody to explain it all to me one day. (ANYONE KNOW HOW TO PLAY FOOTBALL--WITH A GOOD EXPLANATION!?)
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