It's been a long while since I updated here. I think I prefer my other xanga more, but I do not have the heart to delete this one  But I'll keep it going for safe keeping

My cruise is next week-I'm so excited! I'm just ready to get OUT of this house.

More good news-I'm starting volleyball! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!

I'm still thinking about orchestra. Mr. McEvoy said they really only practice wednesday nights, which I have nothing to do anyway but piano, but I'm still thinking if it would be too much...

Okay so: they're offering a drama class this year at my school.

I DON'T KNOW WHICH ONE TO TAKEEEEEE

Help

Today was a disaster from the begining.

I knew it wouldn't be good when I was rushing, and I knew it would be HORRIBLE when I forgot about my Geometry test today. I knew it would turn even worse when I found out I am currently failing Spanish...

And History...

Oh, and Bible.

Long stories on all of them-I won't be failing History for long... hopefully Bible too... Spanish I have no option but to do excellent on everything because of a stupid children's book I didn't read.

HFINODAS;HBIOGBEWIO;TGBAEWO'BGABW'!!!

Wow... sorry.

Yes, so then, after arriving LATE to theater (which just adds to the joy, doesn't it?), everyone is an ASS. The guy directing us keeps staring at me, which makes me feel like I'm doing something WRONG or I'm like the baby of the group (that pisses me off), I mess up ONE TINY THING and I have SIX PEOPLE acting like they're the directors and pointing out my mistake... even though I own up to it? Two girls had the audacity to actually POINT AT ME.

Um, excuse my language, but fuck you.

I can own up to my mistakes, all right? I'm listening to the director, not some punks who think they know a little bit of music. GOD THAT MAKES ME MAD! I know, I know-they just want the number to look good. They just want the song to look good.

I'm sorry-but they need to shut their mouths. It is NOT their place to shine a light on my face when I do something wrong. Let the director handle that. You know, that's doing their job? Jerks.

Another thing-why do they keep trying the same people for a solo? What is up with that? I swear to God, I heard the same person recommend the same two people for a part that I could nail. And I mean-I KNOW THAT PART. Grahhh. I'll take it though-tonight I know I didn't do my best, I KNOW THAT. But I know I can do better, and I do do better-and I know some of those people don't have a clue of what I'm capable of. I just wish I knew a way to show them I do without sounding like a spotlight hog. I know quite a few divas, and I hope I never become one of them.

Speaking of divas-what the HELL. I've seen spoiled, I've seen brat, I've seen bitch-yes, I know I can be all three of those, sometimes at once, but some of these girls, walking in even LATER than me, come in, flaunt what they have (nothing wrong with this), but THEN, they act like they're automatically in charge because they have a great voice.

What. THE hell.

God please just help me... I know you can get me through this...*deep breath*......okay.

Yeah, so theater SUCKED.

Oh, and this is NOT badmouthing Art Park. I love that place like my own home. This is me writing about my bad day and how I'm feeling very very liable to homicide at the moment. So anyone reading this, I swear to GOD if you go to Susan saying "She was talking bad about us!" I will personally deliver a message back to her about you.

Jared made me feel good tonight. As always <3 I love that boy. And Katie.

You will have the most beautiful wedding you can ever imagine.

So those are the two people that I love most in the world at the moment (+ mom and dad! wow!)

Good news: Geometry grade = 86 atm.

Yup, eight points up suckers.

Beat THAT. Formal geometry kicks ass. Public schools don't know what they're missing. All of my teachers... meh, except one-are brilliant. I love them. Public school has NOTHING on my school, let me just say that right now. I'm so blessed to be able to have a relationship with my teachers like I do. They encourage me and love me and I love them all the more for it. I don't care if you're Deer Park, La Porte, or Pasadena-talk allll you want about what you have, you will never convince me. Public school kids have no idea.

No. Idea.