I've lost MOST of my pictures. No thanks to the computer being uh, re-formatted, or something along those lines. I must get them back. Some how.
PW AGAIN. When OP grinds to a groundbreaking halt on monday, I will pop the champagne. Haha I said that for promotion too but NO champagne! Anyway I was technically supposed to be better than Wed's but I was still a nervous wreck. On the bus, I was already feeling sick. It didn't help that the day was absolutely freezing. We didn't start off punctually. Every extra second of waiting meant more nervous jitters. I really thought I was gonna be sick since I was so jittery with pent up energy. The thought about the "let's go down the disco" thing kept bugging me. It's in the books I read anyway... Obviously I can't do that right in the middle of the room. I had to contend myself by sort of shaking myself. Haha they probably thought I was this crazy prat but at least I worked off the extra energy before I freaked out big time. Anyway I have just discovered my good luck charm. Just think of happy things and smile smile SMILE! It'll make you less sick. I flubbed some of my lines and for the life of me, couldn't remember what I was supposed to say. Hohum. More practice then, even if it's driving me insane.
When you totally rate someone, you don't look like a doe caught in headlights when they look at you or avert your gaze very fast. When they said darting glances, they didn't mean don't look back. Sigh. Dear, you're such a dithering spaz. Do you know how much I hate you sometimes? Cuz you are such a prat! You know you are! An idiotic insane prat to top it off. I hate being YOU.
That was WAY glam. NOT. At least we 'know' each other and even though it was awkward being along away from my stalking pal and it was uncomfortable somewhat with all your looking-at-you looks. Sigh. How mature and pretend-oblivious. Not. You really need to work on that. AND STOP PREENING! How terrible is it to brush your hair in class? VERY. At least when no one is looking but not when everyone is looking. Do you have to appear so very vain? Oh gosh don't let me get on my case...
I don't know what it is, that makes me feel like this. I don't know who you are, but you must be some kind of superstar. That about sums up the way I'm feeling right now. Do not quote me on this OR DIE!
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