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Tuesday, November 04, 2003
I was just reminded about the stupid presentations we have on Thursday. Its a requirement to dress up. What a gay thing that is. I hate dressing up for anything. When school does this, its just annoying. Screw it, I'll do whatever the hell they want, but I'll be of good riddance the day I graduate.
On to more exciting things...I was just offered a movie by a couple of upperclassmen. That was cool, but I didn't have a ride and didn't want to make them pick me up. I also couldn't say "Hey I'm goin out to party with a couple of upperclassmen" to Vicky. She would take that as "You're not good enough so I'm gonna go have more fun and I'm also going to drink and get laid...see ya."
That is how she would take that. I need to ask permission, first of all.
Anyway, my birthday plans are to go out to dinner to the Olive Garden with Vicky and then that weekend we are going up north. This was my idea, but on Chelsey's own, she said "Hey, we should go up north for your birthday."
I never thought it would work, and it wouldn't anyway. BUT I am going up north. With Vicky. So I tell Chels this, and I'm pretty sure she felt really bad about it, but somehow was nice enough to ask "Well, then can I take you out to lunch with Doug and I?"
I thought about it. My birthday, half day, that is actually almost the only day I DON'T have plans...my actual BIRTHDAY! So I was like "Yeah, that'd be awesome." Then, seeing she probably didn't believe me, I said "I promise" and then shook hands. So of course I had to tell Vicky later that night.
After I told her she started screaming "NO NO...you CAN'T, you CAN'T!!" like it was the end of the world.
"Come on, its only lunch, I'll see you after...I will have been out to the OLIVE GARDEN with you the night before, and I will be spending the weekend with you up north."
She walked into my room, into my closet and started crying. Jeez, kinda overreacting. I just played Vice City, bored like hell, and then died, and then went to make sure she wasn't dying in my closet. She was only hidden under a couple pillows. We had a LONG talk about the whole situation after about a hundred times of me saying "Lets drop it," its just a lunch. LUNCH...how long do lunches take?"
I dunno...I love her, but then I'm annoyed, and I HATE myself for saying that. I cannot believe I am like that at all. I want to spend my life with her, but then I wonder how my life will turn out bad...not even because of her.
Vicky just sang online: Mele kalikimaka is the thing to say on a bright hawaiian christmas day. that's the island greeting that they'll send to you from a land where palm trees sway. here we know that christmas will be green and bright...
She hears songs and then knows the words. She sings to the radio and all that. In Vice City, she turns the radio off because its distracting and thinks about "So many other things." Then she occassionally forgets how to aim a gun. Isn't that weird? I'm totally visual. I hate listening. Today I had to listen to Jim the science teacher speak a bunch of lousy nonsense bullshit until I had Chels explain everything to me. He's such a lame teacher, boring, and can't teach.
I'm a total visual learner. Vicky says she's all visual, but I dunno. I'm just noticing that. Its weird.
On to more exciting things...I was just offered a movie by a couple of upperclassmen. That was cool, but I didn't have a ride and didn't want to make them pick me up. I also couldn't say "Hey I'm goin out to party with a couple of upperclassmen" to Vicky. She would take that as "You're not good enough so I'm gonna go have more fun and I'm also going to drink and get laid...see ya."
That is how she would take that. I need to ask permission, first of all.
Anyway, my birthday plans are to go out to dinner to the Olive Garden with Vicky and then that weekend we are going up north. This was my idea, but on Chelsey's own, she said "Hey, we should go up north for your birthday."
I never thought it would work, and it wouldn't anyway. BUT I am going up north. With Vicky. So I tell Chels this, and I'm pretty sure she felt really bad about it, but somehow was nice enough to ask "Well, then can I take you out to lunch with Doug and I?"
I thought about it. My birthday, half day, that is actually almost the only day I DON'T have plans...my actual BIRTHDAY! So I was like "Yeah, that'd be awesome." Then, seeing she probably didn't believe me, I said "I promise" and then shook hands. So of course I had to tell Vicky later that night.
After I told her she started screaming "NO NO...you CAN'T, you CAN'T!!" like it was the end of the world.
"Come on, its only lunch, I'll see you after...I will have been out to the OLIVE GARDEN with you the night before, and I will be spending the weekend with you up north."
She walked into my room, into my closet and started crying. Jeez, kinda overreacting. I just played Vice City, bored like hell, and then died, and then went to make sure she wasn't dying in my closet. She was only hidden under a couple pillows. We had a LONG talk about the whole situation after about a hundred times of me saying "Lets drop it," its just a lunch. LUNCH...how long do lunches take?"
I dunno...I love her, but then I'm annoyed, and I HATE myself for saying that. I cannot believe I am like that at all. I want to spend my life with her, but then I wonder how my life will turn out bad...not even because of her.
Vicky just sang online: Mele kalikimaka is the thing to say on a bright hawaiian christmas day. that's the island greeting that they'll send to you from a land where palm trees sway. here we know that christmas will be green and bright...
She hears songs and then knows the words. She sings to the radio and all that. In Vice City, she turns the radio off because its distracting and thinks about "So many other things." Then she occassionally forgets how to aim a gun. Isn't that weird? I'm totally visual. I hate listening. Today I had to listen to Jim the science teacher speak a bunch of lousy nonsense bullshit until I had Chels explain everything to me. He's such a lame teacher, boring, and can't teach.
I'm a total visual learner. Vicky says she's all visual, but I dunno. I'm just noticing that. Its weird.
