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Which tarot card are you?

MWAHAHAHAHA.. actually thats what the tarot card lady at the 8th grade dance said I was... haha.. I rule you

daaaah...blah...abaadaba...kerrcaww.. *drooling*

Yargh.. lately I have been in this constant state of lethargy.. so there for I musn't be made of gas.. ok.. that was a lame as joke and I should hurt myself for that.. anyway.. today I had no orchestra so I went to find volvo guy.. just my luck.. I was the last person in the car and it was really warm.. I hope I didn't tick anyone off.. I have figured that he must have a Creed obsession.. I don't care for them much but a couple of their songs aren't to bad.. so anyway he has a CD and plays it everyday and stuff.. I don't know.. I don't like it when he turns on the music loud and opens the windows because he likes to drive fast.. I can never see and I am deafened half the time.. you can always tell when he is in a bad mood, he doesnt want to talk to he turns up the volume.. it makes the whole experience uncomfortable and find myself enjoying things less and less... anyway on a better note.. I asked about that guy Brett MacDonald they said was the cousin of so-and-so and died in a car accident. He said that he saw Brett yesterday and not to worry about it or anything (I dont know Brett very well.. he is a junior that went to MMS and was in the orchestra, a viola I believe, he also happens to go to Strake.. so well it wasnt like I was going to extremely upset if he was dead but well it makes you reconsider a lot of stuff when someone you know under 21 dies..) well.. anyway.. after school my dad picked me up right away because he just took phone calls all day.. that was good.. then it was off to drivers ed.. hm.. only one week left.. it has gone fast.. next driving lessons.. fun.. I wish things were less complicated these days... I wish my teachers would just leave me alone.. I wish my schedule worked out with my tests.. bad news: Coach Eyebrowski caught me not doing sit-ups, even worse.. he caught me hiding -_-**.. I was drinking some water so maybe he thought I was grabbing a swig before starting?... unlikely.. anyway.. he looked away for a second and next time he looked I was doing 3 pushups a second trying to look like I had been for a good 30 seconds.. what a dickwad he is.. I have a 97 in mr. millers.. ha.. chemistry 88.5.. only 1.5 points away.. I'll do it.. its just the second to last lab.. I got an 80 x.x.. crap.. and a 40 on a pre-lab.. maybe she will drop it? Mr. Zoch's test sucked a holy turd.. the second part is tomorrow.. I hope I pass.. I figured out: as long as you pass the translation & grammer tests well like 75-85 and then get A's on your Roman History, Vocab, and participation.. you can just hook onto a really low A.. it used to bother me.. it doesnt anymore.. I keep getting the shifty eye from ms. bookout.. I wish she would lay off.. it doesnt help my confidence.. I felt like I was finally great at math then her crap ass "functions of functions" came a long.. I missed the same problem on 3 seperate occasions all for a hearty 8 points.. it kicked me.. hard.. she has this like angry stare or smirk almost saying either "I can't believe I thought you were intelligent.. I wish I could pull you out of Pre-Cal next year" or "I knew you couldn't handle this class..." she is just.. mean.. to everyone.. she ONLY likes you if you make good grades.. constantly .. its like one of her stupid fucking equations R(espect)=K(constant) x G(good grades)/ A(good attention) .. I could graph it for her.. maybe I could teach her something about her little math tricks and shoot her with her own gun.. ~_~.. I don't know.. I keep declining into a worse and worse mood.. I miss friends.. I miss spending time with them... thats a good idea.. I am going to go finally plan my party.. I need to have it.. I will feel better once I do.. just.. fun.. no homework no tests no distractions.. just laughing, goofing around, quality time..