Well, I hope this post is better than the last one… It was pretty bad. Although, I loved Kim’s comment.
Today, we had ANOTHER timed writing in AP Lit class. We had to analyze the techniques Jane Austen used to characterize Catherine in Northanger Abbey. Like, the second sentence was something about her father being fairly well off, despite the fact that his name was Richard, and he was not very handsome. Kim and I both read it at the same time and we just looked at each other like “HA!” and I giggled a bit. So that explains the comment she made on my last post.
Today we had to take pictures of the choir for the year book, which meant I had to wear my insane floor length black skirt which looks like it should be in an opera theater, not a high school choir. The teacher made me stand on a chair in the back row, and since I’m five-nine, I’m sure I stood out terribly. At least I wasn’t the tallest person: she also made this guy who’s like seven-and-a-half feet or something crazy stand right in the middle on top of a chair too.
I tripped on my skirt trying to clamber up on top of that stupid chair… I felt stupid.
Once the pics were done, I started taking my skirt off and Jaki and Kim freaked out; I had pants underneath it.
All the guys had to wear, like, tuxes. I love how nice they look all dressed up. It’s cute.
One thing I hope I never have to say: “I’m dating a cheerleader.” (guy cheerleader, but cheerleader nonetheless)
I’ve found I have a different “voice” when I’m blogging versus when I’m writing with a pen. People seem to like what I write on blogs better that what I write in class, on paper.
Today, I had to write from a pessimistic viewpoint. I used my pretty pink paper.
I’m tired of school and boys, and I’m just plain tired, so I’m gonna go to sleep.
If “somebody” doesn’t answer me back soon, then I’m not going to prom with him, and he’ll be sorry.