"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
- Created By ink.black.sky
BLEGH.
I'm so tired right now. We had an away basketball game last night, and didn't get home until around midnight. And to top it all off I think I'm getting sick. :(
Anyways, the basketball games were interesting, to say the least. The boy's varsity game lasted almost 2 hours, which is really stupid because the other team kept fouling our boys!! There were 5 technical fouls on the other team during the varsity game. It was aboslutely ridiculous. The other team were bad sports, mean, and rough. A couple of my guy friends got shoved into the ground, kicked, elbowed, ect. My sister got elbowed in the face during her game, so it was just stupid. It wasn't worth it. But on the bright side, my school won. Take that!
Alright, well I guess I should probably suck it up and crawl to my homeroom now...augh, I'm about to pass out.
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I just got the weirdest message from a friend of mine on Facebook. It was concerning my 'relationship' with the guy from my previous post. And this boy who messaged me is really good friends with him, so he wanted to know if I wasn't just leading him on. Yeah, like I was going to message him back, "Oh no, I'm not leading your friend on". Seriously, I just wanted to be like, "Aww, that's sweet you're looking out for your friend; but, mind your own business!" Oh wells, I think I got it all worked out. Weirdness. DX
My Algebra teacher's dad passed away this weekend, so she's not going to be at school this week, so that means math class is now a lost cause. No one's going to be able to get it without her. I'm math stoopid.
A good friend of mine, Muffin actually, is in the hospital because his appendix ruptured... It was kind of awkward because me and a classmate of mine told his girlfriend that if his appendix ruptured he could die, and then his appendix actually did rupture so we felt bad... :/ Oh wells, he's supposed to come home soon. We might actually go down to the hospital during school today and visit him.
Our human video team is performing at the coffee house tonight. It's going to be interesting, the stage is freaking small. And there's like 15 people who have to do this crazy dance without hitting each other. It's fun, though. I hope we can get our message across.
There's four days of school left until Christmas break. Hallelujah. I don't think I could last more than a week. I just want to go home and sleep.
I don't suffer from insanity.
I am currently writing this in Economics class. Our Algebra teacher's dad is dying, so she's gone so our Economics teacher is covering her classes for the day. [because our class can be left unattended and the 9 and 10 graders cannot] So we had this crazy Econ. assignment that I didn't even put effort into because it's stupid and I don't really care.
In other news, I'm so tired and hungry that I'm about to pass out. Seriously. I haven't really slept much this week. I'm afraid I've turned into a bit of an insomniac. I'm starting to think I'm getting sick, too. Argh.
And in other, other news, I had work like crazy this week. Usually I only work on Thursdays as a teacher's assistant for a ballet/tap class. But I worked the office Wednesday for like 3 and 1/2 hours before going home and passing out. I even skipped out on youth group I was that tired and sick feeling. So yeah.
Um....Tuesday our JV and Varisty boy's basketball teams had a game. The JV game sucked, we got stomped into a mud-hole, but the Varisty did ok. And now, I'm going to turn into a giggly teenage girl because one of the guys on the varsity team apparently likes me. He's the first guy in several years to have a crush on me, so it's a nice feeling. So I will now launch into my tale of that chaos that ensued that night, here's the dialogue of that night:
"My Night of Interesting-ness"
Starring: Ink, Ink's Sister, Ink's Sister's Friend, Boy Who Likes Ink, Creepy Boy Who's Stalking Ink
..So me and my sister and couple of her friends were all talking and my sister and her friends were all, "Yeah that guy at the party a couple months ago keeps asking about you...oh don't look now he's coming this way." And in a very cliche way, Creepy Boy Who's Stalking Ink entered. He kept asking me about adding me as a friend on Facebook, and he couldn't take a hint that I was NOT adding him as a friend...so I turned to my sister and asked where Boy Who Likes Ink was. And so Creepy Stalker asked, "Oh, is he like your boyfriend or something?" Ink: "Um...no..yes..sort of...it's complicated." Stalker [/crestfallen]: "Oh yeah, that's cool. No, ya know he's a really nice guy, and your the first girl who has ever liked him back..." Needless to say I then went and found the nice boy who likes me and told him to save me from Creepy Stakler. Apparently he went and told Creepy Stalker to back off. And then he came and told me that Creepy Stalker wouldn't "bother you anymore, don't worry." So it was cute. Anyways, so according to another mutual friend he keeps 'forgetting' to ask me out. [laughing] Poor guy, I think I scare him. Oh well. I'm ok with just being friends if that's what he wants.
Ummm...and this post is now crazy long, so I'll shut up. Thanks for reading you guys!! Good Lord, I just went back and reread this post and it's sounds so unitelligent and juvenille, but I don't have the energy to go back and make it sound more mature...
MY EYESSSSSSS!!!!!!! D:
I had an optometrist appointment this morning. It was just a check-up but it still wasn't fun. While most people abhor the dentist I abhor the optometrist. I just hate it, I don't like people messing with my eyes, and all that. So he had to dilate my eyes, so now I can't really see my screen--so if this has type-o's and misspelled words or doesn't make sense, blame it on that I can't see. But I guess it was a good report because my eyes look better than they did the last time [I had inflamation under my lids due to my contacts] and the doctor said that it was getting better, so that's good. Yeah, now I'm really sleepy, and my head aches from trying to focus on stuff that my eyes aren't currently capable of focusing on....
Screw Bisquick
My school just hosted a pancake supper to raise money for our secretary. She's recently been diagnosed with breast cancer [she also has spots in her lungs and her liver which the doctors have determined aren't cancer--but it's still scary] and it's spreading to her skeletal system. This lady is like a second mom to me, I call her kids my older brother and younger sister, we're that close. So, we made a ton of pancakes, just for her. We expected to have less than 100 people come and eat pancakes, there was more than 300. How awesome is that?! Seriously. I ran around in high heels for hours pouring syrup into dixie cups on tables and making pancake batter and cooking sausage, and cleaning tables. But it was well worth it...though I do currently smell like Aunt Jemima vomited on me. [laughing] I'm off to go wash the pancake smell out of my clothes. If you all are religious can you spare a prayer [or two] for the dear lady who has cancer. I'm afraid I can't tell you her name, but know she's the sweetest lady you could ever know, and she just radiates Jesus' love.
