It’s amazing how one little thing, can make me feel like utter crap the rest of the day.
Alright, remeber Mr. D?
Yea.
….
kljdfkljdafjklg I hate myself right now. I hate myself for liking him, and not thinking straight.
Yea, so, I was sharpening my pencil, and he was talking to some other teacher and he said something like, “My girlfriend works there.” or something like that, it doesn’t matter.
ANYWAY,
Yea. He has a girlfriend. And silly me, didn’t even think of that.
WTF IS UP WITH US MCCRAKENS JUST…BLINDLY LOVING? It pisses me off. So much.
So, now I hate Valentine’s Day. So Much.
In fact, the only reason why I like it is, cause
Valentines Day + Gaia = Valentines Event = Items.
Yay.
Oh joy.
OH FUCKING JOY.
>.<
Oh, and and…
When I told Ms. Wirth that I couldn’t get a ride to the library, cause we don’t have a car and whatnot.
I could tell she was annoyed, despite the fact she said, “I know.”
Yea, okay. Bitch. Be annoyed. Not our damn fault we have no car. Not our damn fault life sucks for us right now. STFU. Don’t get on MY back because I couldn’t get some stupid fucking book WE MUST HAVE!
Oh, and, I’m most likely going to get a bad grade(Actually, no grade at all. Explanition coming.) for my magazine article, thus making my group get a worse grade.
Alright, first off, I DID do the damn thing. But, at the time, my computer was screwy and I wasn’t able to save it to the Y drive, and therefor printing it on my teachers computer.
Now, the other Sara, who’s all you know, “LOLICANUSETEHCOMPUTARS” said she’d print it out for me.
….
She never gave it to me.
So, now, I get a bad grade.
Yay.
YAY YAY YAY.
I feel so fucking HAPPY. Don’t you? DON’T YA?
Yea.
I’m incredibly pissed. Just about everything.
>.<
The one (sorta) good thing that happened today, is that I kinda made a friend, Diffy (or something like that), I’m gonna ask her for her e-mail tomorrow. I can’t sit with her an Caitlin at lunch, cause their in orchestra and they have to eat with the 7th graders, (although, they sometimes don’t on Fridays.), but yea….
*sighs* …>.>
-Selph
Neh, school’s been going okay, I guess. Don’t talk much, just kinda…go through teh motions.
The only good thing? (And I am SO kicking myself in the ASS right now.)
My Science/Political Cartoons teacher.
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YES, THAT’S RIGHT. SELPHIE IS EXPERIENCING HER FIRST TEACHER CRUSH.
JKLDFJKLDFJKKLJKJLDFGLKJDFL
Okay, first off, I’m just gonna call him Mr.D. Kays?
Anyways, first off, yea he IS kinda cute. But, that’s not really why I like. (It’s part of the reason! Just not all of it.)
He’s really nice.
Srsly. Cause, I mean…for the most part, like I said - I don’t talk. I just kinda…sit there and think - which usually make me look really upset at times, (Most of the time I’m just a little upset. =P), so he’ll occasionally be all,
“Are you okay, Sara?”
“Are you having a good day?”
and it, just…makes me feel really happy that at least ONE of my teachers notices.
The others are just all
“JHSDHJDHJGFJKDFJKLSA SHUSH. HIGH SCHOOL. BLAH. STFUS. LISTEN! KLJDFJKLDFKLJDGKJLD”
Don’t get me wrong! He talks about High School and stuff too, but it’s just…weird.
He’s more caring in my opinion.
And funnier too. He makes lotsa jokes. Like today, when a few of us were revieing our study review thing, (the rest of the class was outside of the classroom FINISHING the damn thing), he was saying stuff super fast and then when he said the answer he’d say them in a funny voice.
x3
He also apparently plays the guitar.
So, yea, that’s pretty much the only reason why I look foward to going to school. It’s rare that I actually ever LIKE a teacher. (The only others being Ms. Benzinger, my preschool teacher, and Ms. Rea, my old TAG teacher.)
Anyways, I’m out.
~_~
-Selph.
