i got back up, only to fall again.
morning.
got there so late.
um. i forgot.
oh, iris.
didn't know we were exchanging.
thought it was over break?
i'll give it to you if we meet.
if not, january. LOL.
srry bout that.
love ur gift. :D
so shiny.
english.
finished the movie.
haha. what a waste.
oh. 73/80.
pretty good, i guess.
others don't think so.
but i'm optimistic.
this time.
science. the test.
quiz. whatever.
how rushed.
didn't notice there was a second page.
til like half way. LOL.
meh. idc.
eugene and i are gonna ace sci fair.
cuz i'm gonna make it work out this time.
i can. i should. i will.
math.
79%.
and that's ROUNDED up.
damnnn.
oh well.
better than lower.
i need to ace graphs.
i want at least one a this yr.
but wanting's not enough.
keyboarding.
ahaha. michael and i tried to skip.
didn't work. hayes had her eyes on him like a hawk.
finished xmas report. :D
random shit about jesus.
taking religion wasn't as useless as i thought.
assembly.
i want to join dance.
but it's too late.
it look's so cool.
but i'd be half a yr late.
and i can't do it next yr,
would be stuck with 9s.
oh. hamber's president is like allen with better fashion sense.
same height. close voice. clones.
wonder if the food drive's rigged.
should ask ellen or someone.
oh. i somehow ended up hanging out with sylvia, yomi, michael, jasmine, jessica, and winnie.
awkward. ended up talking with winnie the most. LOL.
and the girls went in aritzia once, leaving me with michael.
. . . silence. srsly. talked a bit. not much to talk about.
i say one thing. he doesn't answer. i act like nothing was said. LOL.
he said he's pretty shy. LOL. we were talking about performing.
i wanna take dance.
he's in keyboarding cuz business was canceled.
i'm surprised they didn't cancel our class. LOL. it's useless.
i'm in it cuz daddy wants me to do spreadsheets.
cept of course, we've been typing for 24/7 so far.
whitespot.
mmm. tuscan chicken pasta.
no idea what tuscan means, but man, it is good.
tomatoes. i usually HATE them. this time, they were edible. o.o
peppers worked perfectly.
a tad expensive, but i don't eat much.
sticky pics after at parker. one at EACH machine.
man... tiring. so hot and cramped in those. 7 people, one tiny cubicle.
jasmine + michael's first time. hard to believe, eh?
left after those. bused with sylvia to rc.
omggg. guess who i saw? :)
franny! turns out she works part time for more money. LOL.
at first, i didn't understand, and thought she got ALL the money she got from selling stuff. XD
i'm an idiot.
and her stand stand's called "splice", but it was fancy, and it read it "spitce." spit-ice. LOL.
cute pillows. :D we passed it, jessica! idk if you remember. LOL.
i went shopping by myself.
sorta lonesome. but no waiting.
got a flannel. omg, ae had XS!
i fit an xs. o.o whatever. LOL. it's not even tight.
it's loose. LOL. the sleeves are long enough.
and guess what? after stickies + whitespot, i had JUST enough money to buy it.
and then i went shopping for a jacket. which i'd get my dad to buy when he got there.
i found the PERFECT one. on sale, 40% off. :D and it was GOOD LOOKING.
shiny. :D buttons. many, many buttons. <33
but it only came in xs and l.
xs's sleeves were too short.
l was big, but wearable. ;D i don't look half bad, actually.
got it. gonna go to metro to see if their store has an s or an m.
those sizes are better. hope s's sleeves are long enough!
it's stupid. my arms are not proportionate to my body. LOL.
OH-MA-GAWD.
my aunt got me skinny/slim jeans for xmas.
idk what color. should ask. LOL.
too excited.
my xmas list is done.
anyways, i was walking down the hallway, and saw an old friend - p.
i was sorta shy, and he didn't see me, so i just walked past. ;D
guess he couldn't recognize me with contacts.
then suddenly, he goes "HEY!", and i stop breathing.
thinking, 'fuck, did he see me?'
and then he continues talking, "hey, melissa!",
and i see a girl turn around,
and my pulse goes back to normal.
and you know what's really creepy?
i went on fb, and i learned that today's actually his bday.
should've said something, but it's been too long.
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