her in her sister's bedroom (it was her cartilage!). They went to play basketball and left me alone with Mike and his friend Dan. Mike said something, I can't remember what it was, but I called his bluff on being tough. I'm like "So you admit you have to act like an asshole in front of your friends?" He was so shocked I said that, especially IN FRONT of his friend, he got pissed for the rest of the night.
Or so I thought.
Halfway through the night the adult started playing drinking games. Mike asked if I wanted to be his partner for one of them. I said, "Are you insane?! No!" He's like, "Come on" and put his hand on my bare knee. I was so furious! He KNOWS i have a boyfriend whom I love, and APPARENTLY he has a "girlfriend". He's RE-DI-CU-LOUS.
Justin officially hates him.
:)
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I hate Regents and finals.
Lewis Carroll is a funny little poet man! And yes, Fiona, I know he writes books, too. And it's definitely official that I hate French. I'm supposed to have twenty sentences, in French, written on preparing for school and a description about myself, family, and house all by next period. I should probably be doing that right now but instead I'm writing here in my escape.
It's about eighty-something degrees out and I can almost feel myself melting. My being upset doesn't help much either. There was a lot of drama going on with my best friends yesterday and I was very overwhelmed with it. I didn't know who to turn to because everyone had something different to worry about. While doing Algebra homework I asked Justin if I could call him when I was done. He said of course I could. Well, I finished my Algebra and told my mom I was going to walk Pheonix. So, I go outside with him and take a very long walk. The first time I called he didn't pick up. Okay. He's probably studying or something else. I tried qagain a few minutes later and still no answer. That's when I began rethinking my decision to call him. He's probably busy, I thought. I'm so selfish sometimes and way too emotional. Before going to bed (which last night was at nine instead of like ten or el
Or so I thought.
Halfway through the night the adult started playing drinking games. Mike asked if I wanted to be his partner for one of them. I said, "Are you insane?! No!" He's like, "Come on" and put his hand on my bare knee. I was so furious! He KNOWS i have a boyfriend whom I love, and APPARENTLY he has a "girlfriend". He's RE-DI-CU-LOUS.
Justin officially hates him.
:)
_________
I hate Regents and finals.
Lewis Carroll is a funny little poet man! And yes, Fiona, I know he writes books, too. And it's definitely official that I hate French. I'm supposed to have twenty sentences, in French, written on preparing for school and a description about myself, family, and house all by next period. I should probably be doing that right now but instead I'm writing here in my escape.
It's about eighty-something degrees out and I can almost feel myself melting. My being upset doesn't help much either. There was a lot of drama going on with my best friends yesterday and I was very overwhelmed with it. I didn't know who to turn to because everyone had something different to worry about. While doing Algebra homework I asked Justin if I could call him when I was done. He said of course I could. Well, I finished my Algebra and told my mom I was going to walk Pheonix. So, I go outside with him and take a very long walk. The first time I called he didn't pick up. Okay. He's probably studying or something else. I tried qagain a few minutes later and still no answer. That's when I began rethinking my decision to call him. He's probably busy, I thought. I'm so selfish sometimes and way too emotional. Before going to bed (which last night was at nine instead of like ten or el
