I'm wicked stressed out right now. I will list the reasons.
I have still not started any of my projects, and my mom is starting to nag me about them.
I'm pretty sure that my grade in math is a perfect exponential decay function.
Music in the Community is actually giving lessons. I put my phone number on the poster. Lots of people are calling me. Some of them are definately 40 year old immigrants who want the lessons for themselves, and I do not really know how to deal with these people. Also, I have realized that some of the people in Music in the Community have no personality and therefor will probably not make very good teachers.
We're still screwed battle of the bands wise. Less screwed, but still pretty screwed. We are trying to arrange practice for tomorrow and it is not really working.
Greg didn't get to do anything at practice today, so I think he's mad at us.
I acted wierd in front of Julian and had some bad phone calls with him, so I'm still worried about his opinion of me.
Adam is indeed going to the prom with the blond. Dave told me about it. He also reffered to her as "that German girl." Great. She's from a foriegn country. All day long I wanted to call him a slut, at least behind his back and maybe even to his face, but for some reason I didn't. I don't even like talking to him anymore either. He's arrogant and dorky and annoying. Yet I continue to reminisce about the making out and freak out about him late at night. It sucks. You know, I never thought I'd have to deal with having an ex who turns out to be a slut. But that's what Adam is. A slut.
Latin is going past the point of being funny and becoming painful. The teacher has NO PERSONALITY AT ALL. HE IS A TOTAL DWEEB. Like, I don't even want to go to class tomorrow. I don't even want to deal with him.
I have thought about just giving up this website until everything gets sorted out, because I spend way too much time on it. But then I realized that this is my only relief from everything. Not calling Adam a slut was a pretty good example of how I feel I need to keep things inside in front of my friends. So this is all I have. It's where I HAVE to go when I'm having thoughts that I need to get out but that my friends probably don't want to hear. (AKA, most of my thoughts.)
Man, my math homework's not done. Again. I TRIED to get it done this time, but some of it I just don't get.
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