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The weather was gorgeous today. I wore a new blue skirt (big thing for me) and matching blue shirt that I bought for about $15 for the pair yesterday. I was brave with my ever growing feminism, and for the 2nd time went to school with my unshaven legs uncovered. I did not get that many comments on it. Mainly because not many people noticed. Stephen insisted on being an asshole and make side jokes about it randomly throughout the day, even after I asked him not to. I was really please with Lindsay's reaction - no comments, and not even a glance. I really appreciated that. I wish most people could be that mature about it. But oh well. I was more comfortable than most girls today, so that was enough for me.
But the weather was gorgeous. Psychology went well. For the first time, I beat Lindsay in our test scores, so I had to brag a little. Or, rub it in, would be better words to describe it. I was on my high horse with an 84.. While Lindsay had an 82, I think. That was more than enough slack to boost my ego. Then we got out of class early (as usual) and me and Lindsay went to sheets and had one of the best conversations we've had in a while. We sort of exhausted our options during the whole time I was planning the trip. So, it was good.
Carl had two lunches again, and ate with Lindsay, Stephen, and I in the bed of my truck. I'm really starting to enjoy senior year.
There are a lot of things I could complain about, but I'm not really in the mood to deal with myself and mull everything over. Tomorrow I cannot drive to school, because my father has to work tonight, so I have to really hustle in the morning to get ready. Blah. And that also means unless Lindsay drove, we'll be eating at school tomorrow. Not bad. This will be one of the days that I won't mind eating outside, since it should be in the 70's.
I'm going to cave in and shave my armpits tomorrow. I have not since October of 2000 when my grandmother died. Even though I consider it much more comfortable, I have realized that I find the look of it so ugly it embarrasses me. Maybe one day I'll learn to look over it, since most of my perception of it is caused my people like my mother and Stephen bringing it up fucking MULTIPLE times when I had my prom dress on. I am easily persuaded by people whose opinion I respect.
Had to work today. Blah. I am just glad I do not have to work tomorrow, since that is my "usual" day. Although, next week, I work Thursday 4 to 8, Friday 8 to 4, and Saturday 8 to 2. THIS Saturday I work 11 to 5... I'm going to be making a hell of a lot of money. Something I need. Really need.
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Yesterday I took something for a sinus headache and it kicked the hell out of me... It was some Food Lion rip off, and it made me so exhausted. I came into my room around 5 to play games, then decided to lay down, and kept myself unwillingly awake until 7. Then I just stayed up and watched TV. Wasn't in an online mood.
Today I completely ditched school. The original plan was to just leave at 4th period, but after weighing the pros and cons, I decided the trip wasn't worth going for 2 periods. And why did I ditch school? To do the ultimate shopping spree for a prom dress, of course. I think me and my mom went through about 6 stores in total... I paid roughly $100 on the dress I decided on, and about $30 on the shoes. (But I didn't have to pay for any of it - HA!) I was really excited, and after a long ass day of shopping (from 10AM to 4PM) I called Stephen to come over and see my dress. I showed it to him, and he was literally speechless. Just the look on his face, I almost couldn't get enough of it. Heh, he asked to kiss my foot, and he actually did. But, then, I almost fell over because I'm not all that graceful on heals yet. I am going to look so damn hot... Ugh, I can't wait. I just want to wow everybody. Make them realize what I've known all along, and everything. Heh. 
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The mystery package was for me. It was my game... Although, I was really expecting it to come from PA, for some reason. Somewhere I read "PA." Blah. The game is alright, I guess... I haven't been able to play it enough, because either the games takes FOREVER to load on my struggling little lap top, or the now SLOW moving game knocks the wind out of my sound card, and I have to close and reopen the game to get my sound back, which like I said, takes longer now. I tried to throw a party for my Sims, but it was a complete failure. The caterer wasn't doing his job, and then a mime came and crashed my party (and refused to leave - I saved the game with him still hanging around my Sim's house.) One of my Sims lost their job, too. Pissed me off.
I spent this afternoon doing my laundry. Laundry that has not been done for months... My mother refused to help me, saying that if I was going to college, I would have to do my own laundry. (And this is coming from a women who has not granted me the pleasure of helping me in the slightest with my laundry ever since I learned 3 years ago, and who was also currently folding my father's close at the time.) And tomorrow I have to clean animal cages... Yuck.
Stephen went home from school sick yesterday. He actually went to the trouble to have a note dropped off to me in 4th period that he wouldn't need a ride home... When, actually, I have 4th block with Stephen - I was well aware of the fact that he was not there for 3rd, and especially 4th. It was nice of him to tell me.... But it slightly insulted my intelligence. Heh.
I called him to tell him that I could finally give him the expansion pack to the Sims like I promised, but he was at the doctor's. He must really be sick, I guess, and not just faking it. Either that, or going to the doctor doesn't mean near-death ill like it does in my family.
Blah. In 3rd period on Wednesday, I have a project due, and because a guy whom I once was acquainted with and thought was slightly cute asked me to do the project with him, I am now stuck with him as a partner. He has not even mentioned the project to me since... Probably because he stopped even looking at me. Once I became quiet and reclusive to get caught up with my work, I guess I became boring to him. Blah. And the worst part is, I already had a project completed when he asked me to be partners. I think he was bluntly using me for a good grade. I am pretty pathetic sometimes. I do not make good snap judgement decisions.
Sometimes I can't wait to get out of high school and away from old habits. I've grown out of a lot of them, but being in the same environment keeps me in the pattern. I can't wait to not be afraid to show off the fact that strangers no longer make me nervous...
A couple of months ago I was burdened with writing here, and now I wish I had more to write... Funny how phases go.
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I am very, very curious as to what that certain package is. Alan said it isn't from him... So maybe my parents lied to me? Very possible. Especially since I asked them in front of each other, and how both of them know I would tell the other one if they did buy anything. I hope it's something for me. I like stuff for me. Greedy greedy greedy.
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Blah. I actually posted the previous post minutes after I posted the longer one before it, but it took until now for blogger to figure it's shit out. Oh well. I haven't been much in my room today, anyway.
And WHY is that? Because. Because because because. Because almost two weeks ago, I was having problems with my digital cable, and my parents actually got someone over here to see what the problem was. The cable guy even went under our house, and informed us that there was stuff that needed to be replaced under there. I hounded my mother to call, but, she just never did... And now the cable in my room works no more. I hate sitting in silence... Being a very paranoid person, I just hate being in here without the safe buzz of an active TV. So, I've been lounging around in the living room, hogging up the TV in there. This is so fucking dumb. It's just another example of how my parents NEGLECT things that need to be done until they have no choice. And my parents didn't even seem that concerned about it. Such assholes.
I called the people at EBgames.com, and they said they did not deliver on weekends, and that I should expect my game tomorrow. Well... Good. It better be here, too. Wouldn't want to get my panties in a bunch over this.
Sometime during last week, I think in Algebra, I remembered that I had completely forgotten about seeing Mr Dahl in the mornings. Maybe it was because I was getting acceptance letters, and that I was planning beach week, or that I didn't get a grade on my report card to remind me. I didn't really do anything to get a grade, but there was not even an empty slot where this 1/2 class would be. Maybe I'll go tomorrow... It's just that the very idea of going in earlier then I already do is just such a hard concept. I'm getting way too lazy.
Neither of my parents ordered anything from Louisville, Kentucky. Makes me anxious...