this is. my broken. childhood

Back to School, Back to School, To Prove to Daddy I'm Not a Fool
...written on 2005-01-02, @ 8:11 p.m.

Maybe I will. Gosh! *runs inside and calls Pedro*

Sitting here freezing and eating ice cream. What better time to have ice cream than in the winter?

Went to Uncle Bud's for a while on New Year's Eve and tried to teach James -Tiffany's boyfriend (of over a year! I guess commitment problems didn't get passed down to here as it apparently has to me. Or she just got really lucky.) While there I forgot I had a watch on and kept asking what time it was and had some other "moments". Well James was proud of me because even though PACE is over, I still carry on the tradition. James is a PACE brat too. ---Weird that we will be the ones getting the scholarships....

Almost as good as the time Molly took out a deck of Lion King Cards and said "They are scratch and sniff and held them up to her nose." I was amazed and had to smell them for myself. Too bad they really weren't and she was seeing how gullible I was...

Then I went to Anna's and had a jolly good time all night long. The Events:
1) Played in a tub of melted wax aqnd peeled the layers of wax off our hands and elbows. It is supposed to keep your hands soft but we just did it because it was fun.

2) Had root beer and imitation wine at midnight. Woot...

3) Kayla brougt Napoleon Dynamite. Bridget brought Spaceballs and Airheads. Annie brought food I think. I brought a movie and some Twizlers and Wheat Thins. Anna had ice cream, soda, and chips. YAY. So it was a party.

4) Cracked a spoon. Not bent but cracked a peice of it off by trying to use it to get frozen ice cream.

5) Stayed up till about 5 A. M.

6) Talked to Seth.

7) Took pictures-which are being developed- that were insane. I can't wait to see them.

So anyway...back to school tomorrow. In a way I don't want to go back and see all those annoying people and get homework and take tests and work hard in art to finish. But in another way I will be glad to get out of the house, away from my slowly going pyshcotic dad, away from annoying chores, get to be socail, and see my friends that I haven't seen in two weeks again. So I'm about half and half.

O yeah... I haven't had my lunch card in almost a month and when you don't have it you are supposed to go to the back of the line "to keep the line moving" Booshit. Discriminating Nimrods!! (I have been trying to cut down on my cussing.) Well there is one lady who is not a Nimrod she doesn't care if you have your lunch card or not, but the other woman is a pain in the butt. grr. So I haven't been having as much time to eat as usual and I have to stand in the long line waiting. But those problems are over now because an hour ago I found my lunch card. Were at you ask? In my school bag! Just sitting there as if waiting for me to find it and slap my forehead in complete embarresment. It's not like I wasn't looking for it. I tore the house apart to find it. I looked all over school and in my locker and in my bookbag twice (!!!) and I still couldn't find it. I was in between pulling my hair out (which is a bad idea because it actually is starting to look decent. *knocks on wood*) and jumping in gladness that I don't have to deal with that one mean lunch ladies crap anymore.

O yeah you ask why my hair is actually looking somewhat good? It's because I got a couple inches trimmed and 4 new hair products.

Picture Time!

Well I would have more but photobuckt is down right now! So see ya later.

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