[34] Current Events, If You Will
WELL! A lot has gone on since I last wrote. Nothing that will make you piss your pants, mind you, but some of them are rather exciting. Let me share those somethings with you.
Garrott asked me out last Saturday. Yes, yes he did. Him, Kayleigh, Jamison, Brax and I all went to Fat Daddy's, this place where local bands play, and we hung out with some cool people we met there. It wasn't even a "Will you go out with me?" kind of thing, it was more like this...
Brax: [pointing to us] Yeah, they're going out.
Me: We're not going out.
Garrott: Do you want to?
Me: Sure.
Yeah. Pretty casual. Somehow all of my relationships start out like that. They never actually say the "Will you go out with me?" phrase anymore. I haven't gotten that phrase since, oh... 6th grade?
He's just so sweeeeeeet. And funny. And cute. I just want to hug him. For like ten minutes. And then ravish his body with sweet-scented oils mmmmmmanyway
Yesterday Choir had All-Region. It's this competition where you go to this far-out school and compete with all of the choir girls in the region, and if you're good enough, the ones who make it sing this big concert and yeah. Etc. It's not too big of a deal in my opinion, but everyone always makes it this huge hassle. We all left at about 1:00 and stayed there till about 11:30, which fucking sucked, but I suppose it was worth it. I made it. If I had never done it before I it might have been more exciting, but this is my fourth year doing it, so it's not all that big to me. Last year I wasn't able to sing at the concert because I failed English... yeah, that was pretty bad. [wow you don't care about any of this]
All of us are going to Argyle's Homecoming Dance, like I said, this Saturday, and Anne told me that she's coming to the dance, too. She offered me to do ecstasy with her before the dance and I don't think I can pass it up. I mean, admit it, hasn't everyone, at at least one point in their lives, wanted to do ecstasy? No? I don't know. I just know that I do. And since I'll probably never get the chance again, I might as well just do it now. Right? Sigh.
Sophomores took the PSATs today. The English part was easy, but I was fucked with the math. I got barely any of those problems, I was stressing out like shit. I'm not too stressed anymore, though, because I know they don't even count as anything. They're just practice. So yeah. Wutevs.
G'day.
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