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| insomniac (profile) wrote, on 11-1-2004 at 6:34pm | |
| Current mood: eh.. half and half, like the stuff you put in coff Music: Antidote - The Hives |
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| Okay, after I finished dinner I went to Aunt Linda's house, where I played some Grand Theft Auto- San Andres before Aaron, David and I went out to walk around the neighborhood. They some some people they knew, then Kaya came up, covered in shaving cream, and hugged the both of them. Myself narrowing escaping her grasp. So then we returned home to check in with Aunt Linda and Uncle David, and they said we could go do whatever since Aaron and David were already messy. We met up with a friend of their's he shards some of his cans with them and we walked around some more, and they got a few people. After a while I just sat down on the sidewalk and just let them get into a big shaving cream fight on the next block since I didn't want to get shaving cream on one of my favorite skirts. XD I just sung to myself and stared at the stars for maybe fifteen or twenty minutes. One little girl who was driving by in the backseat of an SUV waved at me and said something I didn't catch. Then some kid's dad asked what constellation I was searching for, I really didn't know. Ha. But then this family of two little kids, a father and two highschool boys came up to me. One of them was in a hoody with the hood up, the other with long blonde hair and a dracula cape. The blonde one commented on the marvel of statues these days, how they could talk and move and such, of course reffering to me. Hoodie-boy rolled his eyes up so the whites showed, which I said was clever, and he laughed a little. Then the blonde introducted himself as Micheal and shook my hand, then asked for a hug, which I gave him. Hoodie-Boy mentioned that Micheal just liked getting hugs from random people. Micheal then asked me to dance, and I said no.. He said something about rejection, and the little girl game me a packet of skittles. Hoodie-Boy took his hood off. He had shortish brown hair and a cute face. <3 I never got to find out his name though, since they had to go then. What a shame. After Aaron and David found me again, both of them covered in shaving cream, he returned to their house, where I hosed them off. Aaron and I were planning to go trick or treating then, it only being around 9:15ish, but Aunt Linda said that everyone was closing up by now, so we had some hotdogs and played more Grand Theft Auto until almost eleven, when they dropped my off back home. Over all it was a great night. I must seem like I'm obessing, but I have a 84 B in Blanco's class. Language Arts. Language Arts has to be the easiest subject ever invented! And that grade can't be right anyway, since I checked online, and the report said I had all A's for assignments save for three, two of them being B's and one being a zero. Which is fucking crap because I turned in that assignment, and found it just now, totally done too. And I did turn it in one time. She's cheating me every chance she gets, and I'm fucking tired of this shit. She used to teach at the highschool, but got kicked back to middle school for not being able to keep up with the lessons. She also thinks she's so much more superior than us because she has a major in English, which she truly flaunts. What an imbecile. First off, a major in english would much, much eaiser to get than a major in anything else. Second, we are in fucking EIGHTH grade, we are far from getting any kind of degrees, especially with her teaching nothing. I mean, she's giving us crossword puzzles and wordsearches for assignments. Half the words in the wordsearch aren't even there, and two days after she hands out the paper she goes, "Oh.. When I printed that out, some of the colums didn't come up, but to get an A, you should be able to find at least 28 of the 44 words.." And she says it all nonchalant, with that nasty smirk on her face. This woman will be the death of me. :x |
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