Detrimental Entanglement

Semester Deux

This semester definitly started off on the right foot. In my first period, which is still Lit., my teacher told me about a great opportunity I may have. I could skip lit. and comp. 10, and just go into AP Lang. Go me and my superior skills.

MORP has my nerves hanging on a string.
Here are the facts as I know them to be:

I have a date (Tabron Vorrath)
Shay has a date (Joe Harder)
Mattie has not asked my brother, yet
Nat and Ian are going together
Mike is not going
Les and Jaime are going together
I'm not going with K-Swiss

I must admit, I was more than disappointed to hear that Mike would not be attending. I want people to see me in this dress before I die.
Even Andy's friends like it.

Man... I'm bored right now.
So here is my schedule:

Global Studies, Muskat
Lit. and Comp., Coffey
Band, Swanson
French 1, Sirovy
Chemistry, Clark
Geometry, Herrick
Health 1, Miller
AT, Floyd

My classes didn't change that much, so don't ask me about them. It's annoying. If you haven't seen me in class yet, chances are you won't.
18 more weeks, and freshman year and all the pain it has wrought will cease to exist.
I really love it when Mike just signs off and doesn't bother saying anything.

I remember the promise. Damn him, I remember it perfectly.

I love my dress.

I'm starting to forget things that happened before.

Resident Evil taught me all I ever needed to know about life, love and solving the problems of growing up. Shotguns are the way to go, obviously.
If a door is locked, you need to solve a riddle or puzzel to get the emblem to unlock it.
Zombies are far more important that romantic drama, and cross-dressers with lasersights are a bad thing to mess with.

Sometimes I wish you were here to give me guidence, then I remember that you would tell me to fix it the only way I could:
Come clean.
You know me better than anyone, and I guess I just miss the sound of your voice.

But I can't tell everyone everything I need to.. That would just make life messy. Not that it's easy right now or anything.

The trials and tripulations of being a teenager aren't worth the end reward. You can quote me on that.

Pi

7:31 PM - Tuesday, January 31, 2006 - post comment

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