I've seriously been out of it all day today. I brought my plushie, but even Akamaru couldn't bring me to my senses.
I found out the only thing that was good from yesterday was that Sonja didn't go to school yesterday, and she was like the only one at school who wanted to see my plushie. So I'm ok with that. Besides that, classes have meant little to me, I've just been thinking about how this is gonna effect my future, and how he can't drop this on me now, of all times, and how they're moving too quickly, and how my dad is blinded by love and all that other corny crap.
The only thing that got me out of my senses was my American Literature teacher. God bless Ms. Southern. I'm so glad I decided to aide for her, she's so cool. She knew just how to help, with a good book. She loves books more than me, even works after school at Border's, which is where I've been wanting to work at for like 3 years now. She offered me the first of that book series that's becoming a movie in December, A Series Of Unfortunate Events. The sad tales of these Baudelaire kids has made me feel somewhat better for my own predicament, if not make me completely forget about it. I've decided I wanna keep on reading these. They're much too short of books for me to read. I get done with them before I get home.
Edible Substance · Wed Oct 20, 2004 @ 06:20am · 0 Comments |