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Thursday: Sucked. Nothing spectacular, just suckage. Well.. nothing except for the entirety of what remained of the latin class hitting on the substitute. Except for me, who just sort of felt vaguely sorry for her.
Friday: Didn’t suck quite so much. I had most of the ‘problems’ from wednesday worked out by then, so mostly I was just goofy. It was a long assembly that day for underclassmen voting and the first senior bbq, where Shannon and I pointed at Ryan until he noticed (and then some after), whereupon I drove Shannon, Maria, Ryan and Kiran to Wendy’s for real burgers (instead of Cream of Meat that was being served at the bbq). While there, Kiran and Ryan pitched in to get me some food, since I was broke. Gas has gotten so expensive that I’ve had to ask for my allowance early these past few times around just to pay to get myself to my dad’s and back. At $35 - $40 a tank, I’m definately going to have to start charging people for rides, or cut down on being nice c.c
After school, I got sucked into AMC, then having Ryan, Andrew, Matt D., and Nicku over for Azumanga Daioh, olives, and Double Shots. I herded everyone out of the house by the time Shannon and my mom showed up, and we headed over to Tra Ling’s for good/bad chinese food (it’s oh so good, but how well can mexicans cook authentic chinese food?) and coffee with bobas, which I shot at people on the walk to AA. AA itself was fun, despite the fact that all we watched was Pokemon (imagine a group of thirty actively MST3King a bad anime). There was sketching and hacky sack.
Saturday: I moped, then went out to coffee with Michael. We worked out a few more things, then decided, over pizza, that we would go see Kill Bill 2, which I thought was very good. I think we both thought it was good, since there was very little in the way of distractions.
Today: I’m angry. I read the paper. Go figure. Mom made me plant some flowers and stuff, while being all patronizing and condescending about it. Supposedly, there’s a concert later on, but I don’t know what it’s gonna be like. Whatever