Monday, April 21, 2008

Relationships and school (gotta love these creative titles)

Well, I just got done golfing in my backyard when I got a call from Ashley telling me she had mono. This poses a threat to me because I drank out of her pop on Friday AND Saturday. I'm basically at a huge risk, which sucks because AP tests and graduation are right around the corner.
Also, I decided to not go to prom with Ashley because Meagan FINALLY accepted my proposal to go; I say "proposal" because I don't know any other noun to describe the action of asking someone to go to a dance. I hate to ditch Ashley, but I can't try to pretend that Meagan giving me a chance wasn't the greatest thing ever: it was! I love Meagan. I'll shout it at the rooftops, but for the sake of being afraid of heights I'll just try to stay on the ground, for now. I kind of used going with Ashley as a failsafe in case Meagan decided to not go with me, which was unfair to Ashley. Ashley still better be my friend because if she's won't be, then hanging out with my friends will be forever awkward. Anyway, now that you are just about done judging me for ditching my friend to go with a girl that I have loved since the 7th grade, let's move onto some more novel topics.

School is just as boring as ever. Calc BC remains fairly chill although I seem to have a wierd allergic reaction to something in Wiersma's room. I would just say I was sick, but when I leave her room I don't cough or sneeze anymore. It's really stange; I AM ALLERGIC TO MY MATH CLASS! haha, never thought I'd see the day.

English is just as gay as before: tons of reading and a concurrent research project give me infinite credibility to bitch and groan as I may, which you can't judge me for because let's face it: you're bored enough to read the stuff I write here :)

Gov is a joke, like always. Bio has become extremely redundant, in terms of lecture style. We do not do anything "hands on" like earlier in the year, so I dread the 74 minute class way before the bell has even rung to initiate its start.

Don't even get me started on Bowling. Two Words: SMOKE STENCH.

So anyway, off to do my homework for gov and english (I've resolved to push through to get the A, so I can finish out my high school career with all A's straight down the line)



and remember...you don't know me! <---that's the "john hancock" you'll start to see in every blog. My saying this aknowledges my full copyright ownership of the phrase, and all subsequent variations thereof

No comments: