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Tuesday, 31 August 2004

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Now Playing: Brand New - Sic Transit Gloria, The Offspring - Hit That, The Pixies - Hey
Well I made it back from England alive and am very happy for it, since I've decided that plummeting 35,000 feet to my death is the very last way I'd like to die... but death would be a welcome change at this point, seeing as I'm going to start high school in eight days and my social skills are slim to none, despite the fact that I am really really ridiculously good-looking and a really nice (ish) person. I got lucky in the social department in elementary school, but my popularity is no credit to my personality or anything like that... come to think of it, I don't even know how I survived up to this point. I'm starting in a high school where I know about 50 of the 1000 people, most of whom I secretly harbour an intense dislike for, save for 2, one of whom I hate with a passion (Cass) and another that I tolerate.(Nicki) She's the closest thing I have to a best friend, and I'd probably love her friendshippy-wise if I wasn't so competitive with her. She's gotten everything she's ever wanted in life up until this year, and I've been constantly disappointed... but thats a different matter. Basically, I have no way of starting conversations with people unless they come up to me first, and I'm going into this huge school thingy with point-five friends.
Of course, to make matters a hundred billion times worse, I'm being forced to take every course in the gifted or "enriched" program.







...Wheeeeeee.

Written by Sara at 4:56 PM EDT
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