I hate klutzing out
May. 12th, 2003 12:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
azuriteI'm not myself right now, as my mood so plainly states. It sucks. I'm not exactly a ballerina (*snicker* Princess Tutu-- Quack?) or anything, but I'm usually pretty good about not tripping over my own two feet today and killing myself by falling onto a rubber duckie. I'm also not half this crazy, and even when I am, I never admit it. There is something seriously wrong with me today.
At Wash House, I broke the bottle of Juice Squeeze I had JUST BOUGHT when the guy asked me to move. I grabbed my wallet and sandwich, and the bottle just went CRASH! shattering all over the floor. I felt very stupid and useless, since Lauren and Colleen did most of the cleaning up before the workers took over mopping and sweeping up the glass... and it also pissed me off that they didn't give me a free drink, when I'd barely taken a sip from the bottle! ;_;
You appear to be a serious pagan! You don't take
offense at being challenged, are willing to
read and learn for yourself, and are willing to
face the difficult parts of yourself and your
spirituality. You also appear to have actually
had experience with the Divine. Maybe you can
be a good influence on the ones with their
heads in the sand!
Serious pagan or fluffy bunny?
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Honestly though, do any of you guys (my friends) think I'm evil or Satanist or something? Because I value everyone's opinions and don't want to be treate differently because of my choice of Path.
Oh, and in the process of GETTING to Wash House, I decided that, if I wasn't skinny (it's all my head's fault; my head's too big) enough to fit between the gate, I could do what Dan did (and he came back to Math class today. I antagonized him about Prom and his hair, which was adorable. It's "Two Guys, A (Crazy) Girl, and a Basket of Calculators." and just jump the fence. But I'm wearing my black stretch pants, not jeans and... well, the barbed edges of the fence caught me on my knee, tore a huge hole, and stabbed me. My right leg is now somewhat shifted to the right, hanging like some dead... something.
And even though I have a delish sandwich, I can't squelch my craving for that KFC Family Feast meal. How cheesy, I've fallen for advertising! Jason Alexander's, no less! Someone shoot me with a mayo gun! ;_; SEE!? This is what I mean, I'm losing it.
This is a busy week too.
TUESDAY - Doctor's Appointment 1:30pm
WEDNESDAY - Anime FX Marathon Meeting (?)
THURSDAY - Anime FX Final Meeting (?)
FRIDAY - Pick up dress from Nicole's 4:40pm ; Dance Concert @ School Auditorium 8:00pm
I'm pretty sure there won't be anything at RTA, given that B3 is the next day
SATURDAY/SUNDAY - B3
And for the rest of the month...
21 - Choir Concert @ School Auditorum
25 - Lyric Wheel Due
28 - VAPA Awards
31 - Prom
June
5 - GRADUATION!!!
9 - Go to CCSF and attempt to ADD Japanese 1A
?? - Father's Day (should I...?)
29 - Dad's Birthday
Week of the 30th - Usa-Week @ SMRFF (GAUGH!!! HOLIDAY PLANNING!!)
Sometime this month - keep promise to Bonnie and work on "Golden Apple"
I'm slowly beginning to stress. Maybe Colleen's right and I'm some sort of hypochondriac or something. She thinks that the other night on the F-line when my hand just went dead that I had some sort of stroke. I wouldn't be surprised, even if I'm 18 or something. After all, it runs in my family.
Bah, I hate sounding depressing, but I'm not myself right now. Wouldn't it just be poetic justice if I died, of all things, of a heart attack?
At Wash House, I broke the bottle of Juice Squeeze I had JUST BOUGHT when the guy asked me to move. I grabbed my wallet and sandwich, and the bottle just went CRASH! shattering all over the floor. I felt very stupid and useless, since Lauren and Colleen did most of the cleaning up before the workers took over mopping and sweeping up the glass... and it also pissed me off that they didn't give me a free drink, when I'd barely taken a sip from the bottle! ;_;
You appear to be a serious pagan! You don't take
offense at being challenged, are willing to
read and learn for yourself, and are willing to
face the difficult parts of yourself and your
spirituality. You also appear to have actually
had experience with the Divine. Maybe you can
be a good influence on the ones with their
heads in the sand!
Serious pagan or fluffy bunny?
brought to you by Quizilla
Honestly though, do any of you guys (my friends) think I'm evil or Satanist or something? Because I value everyone's opinions and don't want to be treate differently because of my choice of Path.
Oh, and in the process of GETTING to Wash House, I decided that, if I wasn't skinny (it's all my head's fault; my head's too big) enough to fit between the gate, I could do what Dan did (and he came back to Math class today. I antagonized him about Prom and his hair, which was adorable. It's "Two Guys, A (Crazy) Girl, and a Basket of Calculators." and just jump the fence. But I'm wearing my black stretch pants, not jeans and... well, the barbed edges of the fence caught me on my knee, tore a huge hole, and stabbed me. My right leg is now somewhat shifted to the right, hanging like some dead... something.
And even though I have a delish sandwich, I can't squelch my craving for that KFC Family Feast meal. How cheesy, I've fallen for advertising! Jason Alexander's, no less! Someone shoot me with a mayo gun! ;_; SEE!? This is what I mean, I'm losing it.
This is a busy week too.
TUESDAY - Doctor's Appointment 1:30pm
WEDNESDAY - Anime FX Marathon Meeting (?)
THURSDAY - Anime FX Final Meeting (?)
FRIDAY - Pick up dress from Nicole's 4:40pm ; Dance Concert @ School Auditorium 8:00pm
I'm pretty sure there won't be anything at RTA, given that B3 is the next day
SATURDAY/SUNDAY - B3
And for the rest of the month...
21 - Choir Concert @ School Auditorum
25 - Lyric Wheel Due
28 - VAPA Awards
31 - Prom
June
5 - GRADUATION!!!
9 - Go to CCSF and attempt to ADD Japanese 1A
?? - Father's Day (should I...?)
29 - Dad's Birthday
Week of the 30th - Usa-Week @ SMRFF (GAUGH!!! HOLIDAY PLANNING!!)
Sometime this month - keep promise to Bonnie and work on "Golden Apple"
I'm slowly beginning to stress. Maybe Colleen's right and I'm some sort of hypochondriac or something. She thinks that the other night on the F-line when my hand just went dead that I had some sort of stroke. I wouldn't be surprised, even if I'm 18 or something. After all, it runs in my family.
Bah, I hate sounding depressing, but I'm not myself right now. Wouldn't it just be poetic justice if I died, of all things, of a heart attack?
