1:03 p.m. - 21 January, 2006
Entry 65 and Still Young!
So, today was All Valley and as you can see I didn't go. SOOO, now I'm scared Ms. G will give me a zero for not going and I'll fail band unless I do something drastic! Like going to practice contest music at lunch! I know it's horrible! But that's what I get for my laziness for not going to that stupid All Valley stress ball! I don't even want to be in their stupid band with the stupid music and the stupid chairs and instruments! AND she wanted me to wear a DRESS to the competition! When not even when the whole band competes she tells us too dress up. I mean, I have nothing against dresses, they make me look pretty, but I bet our school was the only ones who're dressed fancy while everyone else is comfy in their jeans. But I wish I got to see any hot guys that were there...:)
Anyway, I was watching Smackdown yesterday and I was all depressed that Randy wasn't going to wrestle. I wasn't going to see his HOTTNESS! But then Booker T came out on his cructhes and went into the ring, and started talking. Total yawn. Then Orlando Jordan came out and started dissing Booker T, he wanted to wrestle him so bad that the genral manager came out and issued that substitute thing again. YAY RANDY'S GOING TO KICK HIS ASS! And that's what my love did, you could tell he was in a really good mood though. I bet it was because his girl fans were chanting "Randy, Randy, Randy!" and cheering for him. Usually it's hardly anyone, but you could spot a few RKO shirts around. *Sigh* I love him!
I have to memorize this monologue for drama. I made a huge mistake for making it long! NOOO, but when my teacher read it she was all impressed. She said "Wow, this is so great, this is better than the whole class's put together." I was all, okay it's just a monologue that I wrote you don't have to do backflips for it. But I didn't say that, I just smiled and said thanks. So far I memorized the first words : It seems so long ago when I met those girls who were very weight obsessed. : It's a anorexic story. Hey, I didn't know what else to write, and she said it had to have depth and sadness.
So, 13 days till my b-day! 15 I'll be! But my mom said I can't have a quincinerra. How ever you spell that, and I can't have a car until I'm 17. But that's alright, I have my friends and fam. to enjoy my 'getting old' b-day parties! And with my friends we can reminice on the 'old days'. Lol, we're so stupid! So anyway, good luck with your funky hair Sammy!
AMOR,
..:Nia:..
