mymichele's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Triple H is mean! Today was kinda bittersweet.
So we had a review session for the final. It was pretty much the same people who've been to all of them, and now we all kinda have a repor, if you will. Once I start feeling comfortable around people, I'll go a little nuts.
Math boy even said, "I remember when I first met you, you were all quiet, and now we can't shut you up!"
It was fun. We tried to concentrate on math but kinda went into the world of Alotta Fagina and something about penises.
So the saga of me and Math boy ends before it can begin. I guess I could go bug him in the computer lab where he works, but I doubt I'll do that. The irony of this is the last time I had a crush on somebody, knowing I wouldn't have time to develop it, was in 8th grade, and he has the same name as Math boy! It's a wierd name, too. I think about stuff like that. I know I'm a dork. I have two exams tommorow, yet I'm playing Scrabble and reading people's diarys. My god. What is wrong with me. Bleh. This is the first time I've actually felt sad about leaving a math class. About any class, that I can think of. I think I did give Math boy a proper goodbye and I don't think he thinks I don't like him and all that crap. I need to chill and think about other things now. Well, I need to think about taking my exams, but that's it.
I suck. MTV's tough enough is mildly entertaining. I know I don't have the shit it takes to be a wrestler, so I can respect people who think they can. Have a nice day. 8:41 p.m. - 2001-07-05 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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