so theres this twilight blog on sparknotes. its totally hilarious. yeah. dr horribles sing along blooooog! been listening to it all semaine. ive been forcing myself to think in french for the past few days in preparation for my french sat this saturday. but it tends to morph into spanish because conjugating different french tenses in my head frustrates me. i made sure to finish all my hw at school so that tonight could be a french cram sesh, then goyettes like heeeeey paper due tomorrow. ugh, hes a star wars geek. "i searched online for star wars quotes last night," haha. today during the fire drill i was kinda staring into space and he stood next to me for a good five minutes until he struck up a convo. which is funny, because the girls in my class kept going up to him and talking, but hed kinda politely blow them off and then go back to talking to me. heeeeee liiiiiikes meeeee beeeeeest. suck it ivana, christine, and michelle. especially christine, oh how i dislike christine. tomorrow is the last chapter check, and the last century video. might pay attention instead of doodle like i usually do. today everyone slept through his lecture and i drew some pretty awesome stick figures, but then when he explained it i made sure to give him my full attention. i feel obligated to make his last year a good one, and that means pretending to pay attention and volunteering when no one else will. i will miss him a lot when hes gone. i dunno why im so attached to him, cuz its not like hes easy to talk to or funny. but he was the first teacher i liked in high school. then church (retired), lyons (retired), goyette, ms jeans... thats it. 99% of shs faculty are incompetent assholes. talking to teachers is always very awkward for me because i dont like relating to them and i force myself to make eye contact. but they always make me feel like im the top student of the world, which is nice. except jubinville, who dislikes me because i think her class is a joke. sarahs so goofy. i wanna hang out with her but i feel like the only thing she does is play sports and i am the anti-athlete. we have a lot less in common than i initially thought we would, but it kinda makes me like her better? when i finally checked my sat score on tuesday, i was desperate to tell someone. but i had decided not to tell anyone. not my friends or my parents or danny or nury or david. today i told someone, and it was such a relief. i dunno why cuz i dont think sat scores are important. but i suppose the part of me that is uber nick-gallo-y thought it was. i was late to all my classes today. busy busy, even in school. this is def not my style. i wanna play tennis again on saturday if im up to it when im done my sats. though the muscle strain isnt something i wanna deal with again. harvard finally got around to sending me mail, those elitist pricks. they sent me an actual application. mit sent stuff a few weeks ago. i panic whenever i get mail from schools like those. according to college board, harvard is the cheapest school on my list. sad. its amusing when you finally have a conversation with someone youve known for a while but have never spoken to, and later that day they friend request you on facebook or something. as though theyve been waiting for you to talk to them. macenzie me va hacer mucha falta cuando voy a la universidad. siempre hay algo que decir cuando hablamos. i want a job. preferably as a weekend receptionist at a daycare or hospital. i could be a lifeguard but public pools disgust me and i dont wanna take the course. many papers due next week. which i wanna do this weekend and be semi responsible for once this year. but tomorrow im busy and sat i have sats and sun is the nhs thing and church. which my mum angrily drags me to in hopes of saving me from damnation or something. there are literally at least eight different colors in my hair. i wish our school had a badmitton team. i would be vice captain! what the hell is a vice captain. maybe ill get nasty at tennis and join the team next year.
maybe not. i wanna run for vp of nhs but even though ive attended all the meetings and done a couple of projects, i dont wanna steal any votes from say, ali if she wants to run. im very apprehensive about running for anything because i have a serious problem with rejection. ive never lost an election... but ive only been involved in like, 3 things. i always think of ali viv when i think of community service. i remember when i mentioned these same elections last year she said i should run and it made my day. cuz i soak up encouragement like whoa. i just found something that may or may not be a magnet...lemme check.
ha! right again! im awesome. a russian oil ceo wants me to partner a project which would involve "a transfer of two million american dollars" to a private account in my name. wtf. how does the russian mafia have my email address?
oh, he said to use the utmost discretion regarding the matter. maybe i shouldnt post this. well over half of the things i claim to not know, be it peoples names or academic material or pop culture, i do know. hence...the claim. im weird. the lying and cheating is compulsive, i swear. such a toxic personality. people should make it a point to keep their distance. most of them do. theres no ice tea and im really thirsty. the coffee milk at lunch is all i had to drink today. i officially dislike writing in here. someone tell me what to be when i grow up. and stop saying brain surgeon. danny graduates tomorrow. the thing about remembering is... you dont forget. 
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