"You show that you are a letter from Christ, the result of our ministry, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God, not on tablets of stone but on tablets of human hearts." --2 Corinthians 3:3
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Drowning in my sleep.
Yeah, I wish. Oh, my God. Is it seriously only Tuesday? You've got to be kidding me. It feels like it should be the weekend already. This sucks. This week is going to be craaaaaazy. My dad's in Mexico on a mission's trip so it's just me, Mom and my sister here in the States this week. It also happens to be the last week of basketball. Praise the Lord. Tonight is pretty much the last game of the seaon [the last on is actually on Thursday, but it's just the JV boys that get to play, so it doesn't count. They'll probably lose anyway.] so I'm uber excited that that's going to be over. Hopefully my school will kick butt tonight. [Hopefully.]
That aside, I have to work more nights this week. Instead of just teaching, I have to work the desk Friday because the guy who's usually at the desk has to go pick up his son from college, so I get the joy of sitting in the office for hours on end with nothing to do. I guess I could get on the computer, but I'd feel guilty sitting on Facebook for three hours while I'm supposed to be making sure people don't like run off with the money, or steal merchandise, or some other drastic thing like that. Though, I'd probably welcome that because nothing interesting ever happens when I work the desk. Last time I did, one person called and then some kid needed a band-aid, and I just sat there reading for two and 1/2 hours. Anyways, I get to do that all again this week. Huzzah.
My brain is on overload from Chemistry class, because it's math and my brain doesn't like math. I don't necessarily suck at it--wait...who the heck am I kidding? Yes, I do suck at it; but still. I hate not knowing the answer, so that class KILLS me. The only good class I have this semester is Spanish, and Spanish is just plain awesome. Psychology is one of those classes that I just want to like purposefully make myself bleed in just to make things interesting. My teacher fianlly caught on that we don't pay attention in her class. It took her long enough, like half of the back row of students just pulls out a book and sits it right on top of our psych books and reads during that class. So now we're banned from reading in that class. I was pissed. What else am I supposed to do for an hour and a half when that class makes me want to have a fake seizure just for something entertaining. She can take away my books, but if I want to write and make it look like I'm taking notes there ain't nothin' she can do about that. So there.
Wow, this has been a really long post. Holy cow. I'm trying to keep you guys posted on my rather boring, friendless, pathetic existence. Oh well.
What about the term "friends" is unclear?
So, I'm having some problems with the ex. I hate calling him that because he's a good guy [it sounds so bad, ex. It sounds like the way you mark an incorrect answer], he just apparently hasn't gotten the message that I'm not interested in a relationship with him. He told a mutual friend [when they were talking about girls] that 'he had the girl he wanted--but she got away'. I feel so bad for hurting him. I know I porbably shouldn't because it would have hurt me to stay with him...but that just makes me feel selfish. He was flirting with me earlier today and he asked me if I was going to see him tomorrow [and like an idiot] I said yes. But I don't know how to tell him that the lines of our friendship are blurring... I just feel so helpless, and I don't want to hurt him again. This sucks.
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I just got promoted to Senior Otaku++. That's pretty cool. I feel like I'm neglecting this site. But, my life is not interesting so it's not like I'm going to blog everyday and be like, "Spanish class was fun, Psychology was boring, Chemistry sucks, I had to work today and the little kids I teach were being bratty." That's basically what my days consist of. Oh well. I'm trying to think of something interesting to say...
Oh! I just found an awesome new band called Two Tongues. I totally had a fangirl moment when I first listened to the preview of them on iTunes, because I was like, "Holy crap! That's Chris Conley's voice!! Wait--I recognize the other frontman..." And then I proceeded to read the album review of them and found that the other front man is Max Bemis and then I was like bouncing up and down in my seat about ready to die of awesomeness. I downloaded a couple of their songs and they both were really good. If you just download songs and not buy albums, I'd say download both "Crawl" and "Tremors" those two are my favourites.
Happy Single's Awareness Day
The cool thing about this Valentine's day, however, is that I'm currently single of my own volition. I still feel kind of bad that I broke that guy's heart, but he'll live. I told him he deserved someone better [which he does, he's a great guy and I'm kind of useless] and he said and I quote, "No offense, but there is no one better." Sorry, buddy, but that's a lie. There are plenty of people with a better personality and looks than me. It wasn't much of a loss. Anyways, no more dating for me until college. I have better things to do than look for a meaningless high-school relationship.
So, there's my thoughts on this stupid holiday.
Yo tengo un dolor de estomago.
Sí, es verdad. En Quimica mi estomago sentió malo. Mi mamá me da alguna medicina, pero no hubo trabajar. Mi padre veniá acogerme. Ahora, estoy a casa y no estoy sentido mejor. Nuestra criada esta aquí, así no puedo estar en otros espacios. Yo quiero ir a tocar alguna medicina, pero ella está trabajando... No siento que estoy escrito. Si yo muerto, ¡por favor no me olvida!
