the funniest part. when we were at Denny’s, an asian guy came up to me and said “Hey you see that guy in the middle back there?”
I look, and see a table filled with guys but Idk which one it is.
So he says, “This is for you,” and he walks out of Denny’s and that’s when I look down and see a folded napkin, so I open it up and lo and behold. A phone number belonging to some guy named Ray T.
LOLLLLLLLLLLLLL my entire table fucking died of laughter…. we wrote “Sorry, but no thanks.” on the napkin and left it on our table and left… but my stupid ass left my bottle of orange juice so I had to run back and get it. As I was on my way back that entire table of boys was trying to get my attention, LOL.
I’m finally home! this weekend was fucking crazy. so much shit was going onnnnnn. simply because the internet world does not need to know specifics; long story cut short. Friday- arrived late due to traffic</3 & a fuckin boycott in front of the hotel! spent some quality time with friends from other schools (: my room got switched… & I wasn’t even asked if it was okay, lol. roomed with my lovely little sophomores Mijin, Grace, and Debbie. we had a good timmmeeee. the dance on friday was pretty… shitty. dumbfuck DJ kept playing techno and rave music- not hating because I do enjoy it… just not at a dance. Saturday- late. as usual. watched some friends debate, met more new people, hung out with my friend Adam who left SS earlier today at 5.30 AM for his Yale Admit Weekend or whatever it is… jealous! haha. Saturday dance was a fucking letdown because of someone. Sunday- we didn’t go to ANYTHIINNGGG. fuckinnnn woke up, showered, went to Denny’s, back to our room, chilled, and Jessica’s dad took us back to the SFV. dropped us off at Galleria- me, Justin, and Minjee. went to Minjee’s house! she drove me to Chipotle and Tutti Frutti (: good weekend. despite some major fucking downfalls.
I hate packing so much. AHHHH. hahaha. I’m excited now. kind of. sort of. yesss; mostly to be out of the house :) YES YES YESS.
you can kill me now, haha. my counselor is so pushy! here’s the schedule for senior year- which won’t be relaxing, at all.
AP English Literature
AP Art History
AP European History
Independent H. Research Lab
ayyyeee, kill me now. please. I think I’m going to drop AP French. but then again, if I do well this semester and do decent senior year… USF here I come (:
sometimes I get so tired of pretending. I get so tired of getting up in the morning and pasting a smile on my face. so tired of saying that “I’m okay,” when I’m really not.
That you go when it’s late
It was summer and the crowds were gone
And you sit all alone with
With your thoughts, gettin stoned
Just waitin for some peace to come” —Map of the World