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Oct. 10th, 2002 09:45 pmWell, I'm afraid I don't actually have much to say, except that I think Jenna gave me her cold. Also, judging by me and my friends (although mainly me), it appears to be National Fuck Up Your Life Horribly Week.
On the plus side, I suppose I could now consider Shadow something of an actual friend. Huzzah.
Meanwhile I seem to have had giant fights with all the friends I previously had. Wait. Fuck. That's still a net loss, isn't it?
In other news, had first run-in with new assistant principal today, who apparently is very very uptight about public displays of affection. Will be checking in at her office tomorrow to give her my phone number so she can call my mom to inform her that I (dirty tramp that I, apparently, am) dared to (gasp) kiss my boyfriend goodbye after school. I'd say the most irritating part is that she didn't even look at Russell, really. Just went off on me about what would my mother think if she knew I was kissing "that boy," gesturing at him periodically to emphasize her point. Grah. I don't think I was quite in the right mood to go along with her nicely. At least I didn't say anything actually sarcastic. Just, you know, honest. Which is still probably a bad idea when it comes to assistant principals.
Hmm. I guess I did have a bit of something to say, didn't I? I'll stop now. Goodnight.
On the plus side, I suppose I could now consider Shadow something of an actual friend. Huzzah.
Meanwhile I seem to have had giant fights with all the friends I previously had. Wait. Fuck. That's still a net loss, isn't it?
In other news, had first run-in with new assistant principal today, who apparently is very very uptight about public displays of affection. Will be checking in at her office tomorrow to give her my phone number so she can call my mom to inform her that I (dirty tramp that I, apparently, am) dared to (gasp) kiss my boyfriend goodbye after school. I'd say the most irritating part is that she didn't even look at Russell, really. Just went off on me about what would my mother think if she knew I was kissing "that boy," gesturing at him periodically to emphasize her point. Grah. I don't think I was quite in the right mood to go along with her nicely. At least I didn't say anything actually sarcastic. Just, you know, honest. Which is still probably a bad idea when it comes to assistant principals.
Hmm. I guess I did have a bit of something to say, didn't I? I'll stop now. Goodnight.
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Date: 2002-10-10 08:11 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2002-10-10 10:43 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2002-10-11 06:54 am (UTC)*will now live in vain hope that you will actually come up to bellaire*
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Date: 2002-10-10 08:14 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2002-10-11 12:15 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2002-10-11 02:44 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2002-10-11 03:26 pm (UTC)*hides the remaining-to-be-sold copies of the tape*
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Date: 2002-10-11 05:57 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2002-10-11 10:49 pm (UTC)We could start be writing a nice thank you note on her car. You use an ice pick and I'll use rubber cement.
OoOoohhh, and let's let most of the air out of her tires, and then fill 'em back up with fix-a-flat.
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Date: 2002-10-16 01:58 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2002-10-16 03:14 pm (UTC)