"Hello there, the angel from my nightmare..."
-I Miss You, Blink 182
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*pokes offending french project* yeah. so you get why i'm posting here, since the horrible, boring, eeevil french thing that is due tomorrow is sitting infront of me, and since i'm that much of a procrastinator, i'm doing this instead. *headdesk* which is really quite stupid of me, and i'm all blaaah cos i might have to miss chuck and OTH and it'll be my own fault ( :.[ ) and i have to go through all the stuff i've put down because lazy!bee decided to not use character map when she was typing the first part --_-- and it's v. tedious. aaand, since it's due tomorrow, we were supposed to have conferences with madelle so she could correct our stuff, but i was wayy at the bottom of the list, and i didn't have one! so idk about some of my stuff! which is bad, and i hope she understands, since it was not my fault that i didn't get a conference and that ali wasn't on the bus to look over it. well, amy could've looked over it since she's a frenchie, too...oh well.
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so to explain the title, i meant to post something after the first dance oc the year (oct. 1st), and obvs, it is now the end of october, and i'm just a teensie bit late on this. and if you've been to dances, you've probably noticed this before.
At my school, there are alot of grd 6,7&8s, and when we have dances, it's pretty crowded in our gym. when there are slow dances, there are two specific groups, which i fondly refer to as the singletons and the datens. singletons (like me and most of my friends) are the ones standing around awkwardly, sneaking glances at the people we like. the datens are the ones dancing, oblivious to the outerworld. for most of the dances i've been to, i've been a singleton, altho i have danced with a few guys, but not daten-y-ish. our next dance is next friday *flails* and i am hoping that the kinda awesome boy-person i maybe kinda sorta really almost but not entirely like miiiiiight ask me. but there's not that much of a chance.
evil heart. it flails at just the thought of the kinda awesome boy-person. uy uy uy.
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yaayy! smartie!bee put accents in when handwriting the rest of the french!! stupid lazy!bee.
ye, kay, is that sounding wierd to you? cos it's sounding wierd to me. *headdesk*
uy. idgit!bee stopped putting accents --_-- i think. kinda. nerrrr. or not :)
ack, running out of prewritten stuff! well, i only need 3 more paragaphs...its hard to be creative when thinking in french... uyuyuy.
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i am giving myself a happiness deadline. june 16th. our grad!! <3>
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Happiness Resolutions:
- Stop procrastinating.
- Get a BF (ye, if jessie's reading this, I DUN CARE, i just think that i might want one. nothing to do with it being your little pet project this year XP )
- Less spazzi-ness.
- Expand my musical horizons.
- Get honor roll!
- Be nicer to, erm, lovely nonnies, et al. (which does not include the two nonnies who are already my friendsss <3)
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zomg, french is thisssclosse to being dun! oh. oh, asshats. ner on piano. i really need to finish french since i have to go practice. ughhhh.
piano&hmwk= EVIL DEVIL SPAWN ASSHATS. so ner to you, E.D.S.A. (aka piano and hmwk)
blech. ceeyuh later.
happiness deadline: *232 daiis*