...until I can leave for university. Yes, I am now counting the days. So today, let's see what interesting things I can talk about...Well I wore my new outfit today. Yay, something that fits. I was kind of startled that h.ro called on me in class today. Why now at the end of the semester? It really makes no sense, but whatevs. I was counting on today to review for math, but that didn't happen, so whatevs to that too. I went to the bank/mall with Mark and Tom today at lunch. I was relegated to the middle seat which I really didn't mind anyway because I figured since I was the smallest I would sit there anyway. Spare was uneventful as was physics. As I had no choice, I came home. At the dinner table, my mother thought she would be ever so nice and point out to dad that my face was breaking out, to which I replied "can we please not discuss this?" (in a rather snotty voice, I must confess). So she got all affronted and said she wanted to point it out because she was 'worried' about me. Ya, I'm going to be swallowed by acne. *sigh* And she chooses some of the most embarassing times to point out my flaws to the whole world. Thank you very much, but I have a mirror and am quite capable of critisizing myself far better than she can, although she does like to try to out-do me, it seems. Anyway, today sucked, tomorrow isn't likely to be much better and I have to go do some homework. Huzzah (and that was a 'huzzah' that was dripping with sarcasm). Oh, Rabe handed me an updated Sally Foresythe today, so I shall be posting on it soon.
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mary-ellen...tis i...the creature from the swamp.....ieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
No swamp creature...just Mary...who I didn't even notice the break out...thus it must be insignificant...would you care to take a look at mon visage??? It ain't so pretty..." If you look to your left...you will see the CLARE mountain range"...anyways...sorry bout the mom thing...geez...you'd think that they'd get it...seeing as they were once probably insecure...oh well...don't worry...I think you're pretty...plus, at least your not old/bag-under-eye ridden as myself so at school you can stand next to me, which will undoubtedly magnify your beauty, then everyone will be like...woah! Mare's a hottie! Except...seeing as they're in IB, they may use words like asthetically pleasing or other intelligent phrases which I am incapable of creating at the moment...*sigh*
-Clare
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