iirenechangg: she has the worst face in the world. iirenechangg: its so smug and bitchy and snobby. iirenechangg: ):< Joy Sun: I KNOW Joy Sun: LOL SHE REMINDS ME OF A FISH iirenechangg: LOL iirenechangg: she reminds me of a bitch.. iirenechangg: oh wait ! she is one !
… he saw a couple sitting there. The boy had his hand on the girls upper leg. She was wearing a short jean skirt. The pastor turned to the boy and said “Do you plan on marrying this girl?”…being a teenage boy he said “I don’t know were just dating” and then the pastor said “Then get your hands off another man’s wife.” This has always hit home with me.
LOL, WELL THAT WOULD BE LOVELY, HAAAAH. All the packets are tedious as frack and almost useless to do…hmph. I remember last summer by the gym you were supposed to be swimming with me, but instead you were memorizing vocab & I was so perplexed like…YOU’RE AT THE GYM HERE WITH ME LET’S GO SWIMMING…but now I totally understand why. There are so many vocab words I’m literally snatching every moment I can just to memorize them.
For a moment, neither of us said anything, and I realized that it was the first time in a long while that I’d felt nervous or uncomfortable around Eli. All those crazy nights, doing so many crazy things. And yet this, a simple phone conversation, was hard.
“So let me guess,” he said. “Right about now, Adam’s probably still cooking hot dogs, even though no one wants anymore.”
I glanced outside. Sure enough, Adam was at the grill, opening up another pack. “Um,” I said. “Yeah, actually.”
“Leah and Esther are probably starting to argue about leaving.”
Another look proved that yes, they did look like they were having a somewhat spirited conversation. Leah, at least, was gesturing pretty widely. “They are. But how did you—”
“And my brother,” he continued, “Having arrived talking big about throwing down and scoring with women, is most likely drunk and dozing off somewhere. Alone.”
I peeked back at Jake. His eyes were definitely closed. “You know,” I said, “with all the time we spent together, you could have mentioned you were a psychic.”
seriously, i feel like crying from all this stress.
okay, i’m not going to lie, i already did. elite is making my life a hell. i’m not angry, or sad, i just felt so incapable and frustrated.
i got a 7/10 on my math quiz & a 40/40 on my vocab words. i can’t believe i memorized all 75 words today before my quiz and i got a perfect on it, yet i still get detention for getting a 70%, because in elite world, that is considered failing. and they call my mom to tell her sorry, your daughter has “failed” a test, yet they don’t mention my perfect score.
i hate everything. -_-.
also, my stomach started gurgling like crazy and then throbbing pains were emanating through my whole body during my second elite class, and lasted til…well it’s still going on. it worsened after the fat elite person opened the door and announced who had detention. = majority of the class. at least my 3rd period teacher was super sympathetic and kept apologizing, even though it wasn’t even her quiz.
around 5, joanne & irene jumped past my window all hysterically, rescued by the coolest “adults” ever, tiffany & stephen ): i wanted to leap outta my seat so badly and run outta that hellhole with them. they got picked up to go to destiny conference; i am so jealous. tiffany waved at my sympathetically ): and stephen just seemed cheery, he already had his stupid sunglasses on and all “WELL SEE YA AT CHURCH NEXT WEEK JOY!”
now i shall indulge on my stress-reliever. i am SO glad i still haven’t watched the new PLL—well how could I, elite keeps me busy as fuck. but now it’s the elite weekend and i can relax. I am not worrying about tomorrow’s health test AT ALLLL. i’d rather take PIANO LESSONS than go back to elite. and everybody knows how detestable and loathsome the piano is. ugh.
I start Elite today, in about 4 hours. BLAH! My official Elite name is still Joy 2 Sun because apparently there’s some chick registered in the same name as me, which I strongly doubt, and even if she is registered I bet she probably graduated YEARS ago, Elite is just so fucking persistent & calls and sends mail and crap and ohmygod, I just hate the afterschoolness of it all. I didn’t go all last year & I would get about a letter from there a month, informing me of all their wonderful extracurricular classes I WOULD NOT BE TAKING. straight to trash.
But health was good enough today. We went from talking about sexual abuse & domestic violence suddenly over to “eating your rainbow of fruits & vegetables” & knowing how to exercise. I will have the belly of a four hundred pound woman when I am thirty, apparently, because I exercise less than my dog, and she doesn’t even run around the house. LOL all she does is nibble on toys & sleeps either under or over my bed. SO IRENE, you can be thankful that nature will someday catch up to me…although I still kind of doubt it since my mom still isn’t fat. I asked her why and she said it was because she ate healthily..which is BS. she only started eating healthier after she got cancer of the small intestine. HMPH.
I remember once at a birthday party, these people had an american cake—like 90% frosting & super super sweet—and I wanted to eat my rose because it was such a pretty creamy color but after a lick I thought it was so rich & sweet I couldn’t eat it, and my mom swiped it off my plate and swallowed it whole. …Then she ate her own. And then got another one. Dude, that’s three cake-roses. those things are SUPER sweet. & super bad for you, LOL. SO I’M JUST GONNA SAY, I’M NOT TOO WORRIED ABOUT NOT EXERCISING. although I should be, whatever. LOL this is terrible. I didn’t even wanna sit down in my chair, so I dragged my laptop with me to bed so I can kinda lay down. TERRRIBLEEEE COUCH POTATO. uh, at least I don’t watch TV? :D
but man, saturday was a good day. I wasted the entire morning & afternoon doing practically nothing on my laptop, then got to church at about 7 for our fathers day thing, which was okay. …we had 4 dads show up. ): they had steak while the youth had pizza, and we all kinda just sat around in chairs being loud & talking. LOL irene & I were talking about weddings, which led to talking about sex, which led to talking about STDs…LOL. It felt REALLY weird to talk about sex & STDs in church, HAH.
TIFFANY BOUGHT MACAROONS FROM TRADER JOES, & joshua was all like, ew, what are those? and we were both like, “THEY’RE MACAROONS!” even though we had never had any. LOL Irene said she only knew what they were through tumblr. But then we found out that all of us had never had any, so we snagged a couple from tiffany and headed outside, & it was getting dark. Irene didn’t wait, she ate hers before I could start! D:
then we started screaming stupid things like, “WE’RE LOSING OUR MACAROON VIRGINITIES! HAHAHAH WE’RE LOSING OUR MACAROON VIRGINITIES!” & Joshua just kept staring at us like we were crazy, so we stared him down til he lost it with us, LOL. Irene said it was too sweet, & joshua kept calling it a “harder cream puff”, but I liked it veeeeery much (: It was good!
After that we had opera cake and a “short” message about encouraging people and second chances. PC’s “short” message turned into an hour -_-. NOT SHORT! but afterward we hung around in the parking lot & went to the liquor store we used to go to weekly but haven’t gone to in a looong time. I miss Nad, he was so nice to us & used to give us discounts..BUT NOW HE’S GONE & HIS MEAN GRANDFATHERLY LOOKING FAMILY MEMBERS STARE AT US FOR BEING ROWDY & INDECISIVE.
well, saturday was very very very fun, even though we really didn’t do much. It just felt good because that’s what we used to do and we haven’t done it in so long. JOANNNNEEEE SHOULDDD HAVE COMEEE.
I shall rub it in her face when I see her later. (;
you guys look exactly the same except for she's older and she's wearing makeup.
your FACE shape is the same, your MOUTHS are making the same curvy shape, your EYES are the same shape, that SMILEY LINE THAT FORMS WHEN YOU SMILE WHO'S NAME I FORGOT is like the same, and even your BANGS are like the same.
whatare YOU talking about?
ya lost me at “smiley line that forms when you smile who’s name i forgot”. LOL.
IRENE, YOU’RE SUCH A DEAL. GO BE A JEWISH AND SHUT UP
I can’t believe yesterday was the first time I’ve been to Victoria Gardens ):
It’s so pretty & lovely there, with nighttime christmas lights all over their trees & the occasional trolley & “pumpkin” carriage. goodness.
we had a 45 minute wait line at CPK, so we ended up walking all over, and my mom and I drew makeup all over each other at sephora. YOU CAN TRY ON LIKE 99% OF THEIR PRODUCTS, HOW NICE. I told my mom next time she should go out totally plain-faced, and just do all her makeup on there. LOL.
I spotted this SUUUUUUPER GORGEOUS black windsor dress that was only $45, but the store was already closed ): I was so sad. The black was so pretty, & absolutely worth 45.
Hector ordered six beers at CPK. -_-. Well, not at once! One glass for him and one for my mom, which he downed pretty quickly. So it was glass after glass. He had three, my mom had three, kinda. She KEPT pushing me to drink her beer, like “it’s good, it’s good!”
She was so pushy I asked her if she’d ever let me drink without parental supervision, and Hector was like, “HAH, NOOOO” & my mom gaped and was like, “wait, why not?” HAAAAAAAAAH. She said she’d be completely fine with me drinking without her, because she knows I wouldn’t get drunk. Which is also TRUE. “I DON’T HAVE A CRAZY DAUGHTER, SHE WOULD DRINK THE SAME WAY IN FRONT OF ME EVEN WITHOUT ME!” which is also TRUE. Although I don’t think Hector believed me, he kept shaking his head and mouthing to me to not do it without my mother..LOL.
But when Hector downed her glass he ordered another two, one for him & one for my mom, even though she was only half done. & she couldn’t resist a new one, so she poured her half into my pepsi. My own mother spiked my soda. LOL.
Hector’s work car was like a van, and I had to raise my leg higher to get in, but at first it didn’t move. I was like, HEY, LEG, MOVE! So I just ended up kind of crawling in because my leg wouldn’t raise itself high enough..BUT I COULD THINK 100% CLEARLY!
Hector could still drive really really well after all that, but me & my mom practiced walking in a straight line when we got home. You know, that test policemen make you do if they suspect you’re drunk driving. LOL we wobbled so badly.
It was strange though, because I had full control of my thoughts (at least I think I do!) yet I was flailing around & wobbling. LOL. It was pretty fun though, & I still got to wake up headache free because I only had a little.
I WANNA GO BACK TO VICTORIA GARDENS. ): IT SEEMS LIKE THE NICEST DATE PLACE EVER. D:
I worked on those 10 minutes from 2 pm to 4 am. STRAIGHT. i didn’t even take eating breaks! I just ate while working and made messes I made my dog clean up by licking the floor. Some of the files even became corrupted, and I don’t even know what in the hell happened, but they just didn’t play. at least I did what I could and still made it make sense. I felt so proud watching it play in english class because the music was synced PERFECTLY, it was laughable, and the shots slid in well enough together. for a video editing amateur, anyways. It was my first time editing, and my eyes were screaming and I was going on less than 2 hours of sleep.
HOW DOES MY ENGLISH GROUP RESPOND “yeah whatever it was good enough.”
my mom stayed up with me because she felt so bad for me, and she sat on my bed for like an hour watching me work & adding commentary. occasionally, she’d be like. “I cannot believe you have to stay up til 3 in the morning just to do this for them. did they even do anything!?” & I’d just shrug and say, it’s okay, they did what they could.
but…no, I was not showered with the gratitude I so deserve.
NO, i do not need to be showered with gratitude & basked with love, but. the fact that they didn’t even pay any attention to me when i asked them what they thought after watching it, and they shrugged and went “could’ve been better.” then changed the topic, just kind of infuriated me. well, that was the last day of school. i let it slide, but seeing my B+ depresses me.
why. couldn’t. we. just. have. taken. a. test. I would have gotten an A!