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9:16 Thursday Night   The Best of Ironies i mailed a letter today and when i got home from the doctor's office, sitting on the counter was a familiar tan envelope. At first i was almost angry because I thought my dad had been going through my room and taken the one that I received in the middle of september, but when i looked at it, it was unopened. another letter from caleb a spontaneous letter from the most important person in my life. it made me wish that my letter to him hadn't been so stupid. Oh well. He'll like it just because it's from me. i hope. The doctor said that I was a responsible girl. But the doctor doesn't know me very well. i've lost weight again, though. I went there and i expected to be about 125 or so, but I wasn't. anyway she said i was probably done growing too. 5'6.5" is a good height for me, though. In fact I kind of wish I was shorter. I don't have carpal tunnel, and I made my mom and sister leave the room because I was tired of my mom telling the doctor about him as though it was he who defined my personality. My english teacher was gone today, and we had a relief. He was alright. He was even kinda cute. But he didn't have very strong control over the class, and it took for EVER to get through the random Elizabethian vocabulary. My art teacher was gone, too. The relief teacher was nice, but she was confusing and now i have no idea what i'm supposed to be doing. but oh well. such is life. I don't like that Art II is really advanced drawing. I didn't like that Art I was basic drawing. I had hoped that Art would have been like, all sorts of things, like Sculpture, painting, as well as drawing, but alas. Having an incorpriation of styles and themes is a huge no-no in our curriculum. Seriously. We don't learn maths, we learn algebra, or geometry, or calculus. We have separate classes for them. I like that chemistry, biology, physics, and earth sciences aren't mixed in together, but it feels like as soon as you leave the classroom, you're not allowed to use what you learned in any other setting. i don't know. School just plain bothers me. I'm excited, though, because I think i'll actually be learning this trimester. I haven't learned anything so far, but oooh...good times are ahead, brainwise. i hope. Katherine and I went out to eat with my mom, sister, and sister's friend. It was good times. We went to a mexican place and it was good, but when my burrito and I were battling, i lost. 1/3rd of my burrito remained in my dish because i simply could not eat any more. Then we went to Borders and shared a Caramocha Freeze and mocked bridal dresses because lately i've had a weird obsession with bride magazines. i don't even want to get married yet. I think it's because I'm excited that Caleb's coming and someday i'd LIKE to marry him and yeah. he's coming the day before the date that marks a year and a quarter of being...well...together isn't the right word but officially romantically connected? i'm still feeling it. it still hurts. but it's so worth it. Sara's in my ENG1030 class. it's not the same. But i love her and i miss her and we're working together tomorrow and i'm excited for it, because she still probably knows me better than most people. She's observant like that. She notices things that I'd never see, and I think that's really cool. I got a 4.0 last trimester. A perfect way to start out my senior year. the first 4.0 I've gotten since sixth grade. it's been 5 and a half years. The wind is blowing really hard outside. i love it.
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i dont hate evermore because theyre in the OC...just a slight put-off-at-the-moment feeling. I quite liked them but hate the OC...i dont think that makes any sense. I dont make sense, I dont hate all mainstream. I guess all that matters is they played nicely and everyone got into a good mood.
damn, teresa... if only i could get some of your height so you could have the "little shorter" and i get be taller. heh. i dont want to stop growing.
yeah, my mom would be worse than your dad. since she is female and (stereotypically speaking even if it isnt exactly true) females get all scared easily and more aware of danger or whatever, and my mother is the freaked out female of all females.