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Much Ado About ABSOLUTELY Nothing
October 19, 2003, 8:47 p.m.

I updated yesterday, don'tcha know. But my internet screwed up before it was saved in the system and I was re-routed to the ERROR page. Isn't that nice?

Well, it's not like I care. I've already vented.

But I must thank Liana and Gaby again for talking to Heath about the rumors and name calling. At least someone was kind enough to talk to him. Thanks a bunch.

Oh, and Liana: Stay away from Jesus, ok? He's mine. *squeal* Oh, he is so fine.

Mom gave me a speech yesterday about how she can't trust Justin. He has a tendency to blow off his responsiblities and let people down. And she's worried that he'll somehow influence my own decisions and I'll become more like him.

Right. I don't steal, I don't drink nor smoke, I don't completely skip school. I don't go around lying to everyone, and I'm not shallow nor vain, though I can be rude. I will never be like him.


So i walked into the magnet hallway today, and Jimmie says I'm not matching. The only think that didn't fit were the shoes, and I knew that from the moment I put them on. However,I was running late and didn't have time to change them. But then Jimmie told me to wear white shoes.

Yeah, wear white shoes with a red-orange shirt and a black skirt. Let's make Allison look even more stupid, shall we?

English was cool. We watched a movie adaption of Much Ado About Nothing, the play by Shakespeare. The cool thing is, the class understood the play.

God it was so lovey-dovey I thought I'd throw up. I hate that romantic stuff. Give me the TRAGEDIES, dammit.

But I must say, it was pretty damn funny.

BENEDICK:

God keep your ladyship still in that mind! so some

gentleman or other shall 'scape a predestinate

scratched face.

BEATRICE:

Scratching could not make it worse, an 'twere such

a face as yours were.

BENEDICK:

Well, you are a rare parrot-teacher.

BEATRICE:

A bird of my tongue is better than a beast of yours.

BENEDICK:

I would my horse had the speed of your tongue, and

so good a continuer. But keep your way, i' God's

name; I have done.

Funny as hell.

Mr. Nicholson was absent today in band. Instead, we got stuck with a bitchy substitute that did nothing but sit on her ass with her laptop and talk on the phone. And then she yelled at us because we were talking. No matter, she went ignored and did as we pleased.

I sat with the guys, giving each in turn massages upon request. Can't say they didn't enjoy it. Then we all sat in a circle and chatted about everything from sex to ... sex. I didn't participate on the subject too much, mostly listened.

"Hey, have you noticed how parents will never buy their kids porn?" Asked Charles.

"I know. My dad will let me smoke his weed with him, but he won't let me watch porn," said Elijah.

Oh yeah, makes sense.

Then Charles went in a row and asked who's a virgin. He, Chris, Nathan, and Elijah are all virgins. Steven was the only nonvirgin there. And he's goddamn 14! I didn't even kiss a guy until I was 15, and he'd already did the nasty tango.

The conversation drifted towards nudity in America versus nudity in Haiti. It was one of the more serious subjects, so naturally the boys dismissed it.

Once the lunch bell rang I headed out to my usual table. I can't exactly remember what I did there for some reason, save for hanging out with Justin a bit. I said hanging out, not making out. But other than that, lunch is a bit of a blur.

I got an A on my perpendicular parking test. We had to back into the space, and I hit the line, so I got a point off. Regardless, that's pretty damn good for me, seeing as how I really do suck at parking whilst in reverse.

I also had a chapter 6 test today, which means my notebook is due next class. I have to find a few articles to use, and that'll be the end of it.

A cold front is comin' in. Should be dropping to the 60s. Not bad, really, but pretty damn uncomfortable to a Floridian. Still, it used to get much colder when I was smaller, even to the point where frost would form on my windows. I miss those days.

I guess to a foreigner, the oncoming weather would seem a bit more like fall. And I see why, really-- most people could easily stand the cool weather.

Well, that's all for tonight. Ta-ta, my adoring friends. ;)

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