I didn't want to get up this morning. I wanted to keep sleeping. When I finally got up, I realized I couldn't eat breakfast again. Damn. I decided I'll have cereal to an after school snack!
When I got to school, I sat in my normal spot, and Alex was there. I was texting her when I was mad at David for spending time with my brother instead of with the person that invited him over. She asked how it went after that, and I told her after dinner that he spent time with me in my room. And of course she asks, "Did you two make out??" And I replied, "Uhhh, no?"
Seriously. What kind of question was that?
In math class I got to sleep and daydream.
In study hall, I introduced RJ to my journal! Yay!
And then in Spanish class I had a strong craving for a bratwurst with ketchup, and piccalilli(aka relish). Not exactly Spanish food.
Well, band was a bit boring. I was excluded. Sadness.
Then, coming back from band, I was with my friend, Grae (aka Satan)((ITS HER DECISION I PROMISE)) and I started "caw-caw"-ing.
I told her that yesterday there was this bird, sitting on a light post as if he owned the place. And every minute if hear "CAW. CAW. CAW. CAW." Then I gave a reference from Robots. I kept Cawing at random moments for fun. Randomly. CAW-CAW.
Then I had study hall. I finished my faceless drawing I mentioned 6 days ago. I made it David and I. And I titled the drawing 'A Girl Can Dream'. Totally works!!
When I came home, I did dishes, ate cereal, and was GOING to write my paper, but I didn't feeel like it. So I worked on playing 'Clocks' by Coldplay on my viola. After about an hour or so after that, David surprised me by saying he actually can come over. So he did, we practiced, ate pizza, kinda cuddled-ish again, and practice some more. While we were playing at one point, we started to stare at each other while playing. (Since we knew our parts pretty well) and then he gave me this REALLY creepy "I'm going to rape you" or "heya sexy you lookin fine" look on his face. And I couldn't contain myself. I was laughing. And I took a video of his face while he played. Then he recorded my reaction. I couldn't help it, oh my god. He told me to post them on Facebook. So I did. Then we did one final run through. It was terrible, but I keep reassuring myself we have ALL DAY FRIDAY, and then roughly 4 hours (give or take a half hour or so) on Saturday to practice too.
So then he had to go around 8:30, and we hugged goodbye. I played some old-fashioned arcade black ops with my brother, and went to bed. Then, you know, wrote this journal. That I really want David to read. Damnit David!
Haha, oh well, I'm fairly happy!
Keep Smiling!
~Sharpie
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The Daily Journal of an Average Teenaged Girl
Non-FictionPart 1 of 'The Journal' series. Get into the mind of a highschool student, as everyday is a new ride. Emotions that can change in a split second. Aside from daily journals, there are special entries. Such as "Random Rant of the Day" and "Extra Extra...