The Daily Journal of an Average Teenaged Girl

Entry#64: 5-5-14

I woke up this morning breathing out of my super dry mouth. Fuuuuuuck. This is NOT what I was promised. Although I should have known. I always get sick between seasons. My body just cannot take the sudden change in weather. Thanks Chicago.

And thanks to being sick and groggy, I had to make a decision. Put on my eye makeup, and be hungry. Or eat breakfast and look really sick. I chose the makeup. I looked GROSS without it. You could easily tell I was sick without it.

You know what else I woke up to? RJ tweeted me on Twitter, saying "@ _ InsaneArtist66 Good morning sunshine!!!!! How's the large large bed of yours doing?? # insidejoke # largeobjets # bestfriends # nerds # weird"

Like, really? To my readers; if you read the entire journal, you may remember the day about the large large volcanos. We still laugh about it.

Any way, I've been sniffling all day, considering yesterday I was nonstop sneezing, today was pretty good. My eyes were REALLY dry.

In first hour though, since there are a total of 17 school days left, we were allowed to sit anywhere we want, unless we had an F as a grade. So I was happy about that. Of course RJ and I sat near each other. And near the end of the hour, I said something, an I thought he exclaimed back, 'Soy Sauce!' Obviously I was wrong, and I heard wrong. Again. Just like Leedle Lee.

In 2nd hour, I made another decision. Lately, I've been seeing Mac around a little more. And he was standing in my math class when I went in. Which, by the way, I have no idea why he was there. He doesn't even have my math teacher as a teacher. But I guess he was watching the teacher write the fact if the day on the board. That's not the point. It was at that moment, I decided I was going to try to start flirting with Mac again. I love flirting with him. I don't even know why. But before I sat down at my desk, I gave him a little shove. And when he looked at me, we stared each other off. Seductively. I think he likes flirting with me too. We have a FLIRTATIONSHIP. With a "see you later" he left for his class.

In 3rd hour... Holy shit. RJ. I'm not sure what happened. Not only was I Snap-chatting to 'My Story' excessively, but we--I mean I-- was laughing a lot. He have me some of his food, because I asked. And eventually, I was laughing so much, he made a video of it. A video of ME. Laughing. I WILL put it on YouTube as soon as he sends it to me.

Afterwards, I was walking in the hallway with my friend Bailey, and I saw Mac talking to someone. So I shoved his shoulder. I felt him look at me, with those mysterious eyes, but I pretended not to notice. I felt so...weird. I liked it. Now if only I had the body to be or do what I really want to do.

Guys! Guess what?! Today, there's finally a lunch story worthy enough! I should talk more about lunch, because, holy shit.

So the lunch group includes the following: David, Danielle, Spencer, Joe, and Eric. You already know David and Danielle. I kinda talked about Spencer and Eric. Both of them are clarinetists. Eric is, in my eyes, is the computer nerd. He's pretty cool though. And he's so nice. Spencer on the other hand is very creepy, but pretty awesome at the same time. He is the most hardcore sexual pervert, yet he's very sincere, and he cares. And passionate about the things he loves.

Joe? Well, I barely know him. He's a senior, very... Quiet at the lunch sessions. He and David have been friends of a while though. I can't say much, except he's just as, or more, sexual than David. They like to make fun of each other too.

Normally at lunch, there are so many people, we sit on the floor by some vending machines. But today was a Senior Ditch day. So we got our own table for once! Everyone got a lunch, aside for me, who got a bottle of apple juice.

I was starting to drink it, and already, our normal lunch started. David made some remark like, yeah, you swallow that apple jizz. I almost choked. And then he laughs and said, "You gotta swallow!!!" I was trying so hard not to spit it out by accident. But that's not all.

Spencer had a banana and was making sexual marks about it.

"No! You have to eat that seductively!" I play.

So he starts licking the tip.

An David chimes in and says, "You gotta take off the skin..!"

I say a little bit to loud..."CIRCUMCISION!"

Eric had given me half of his turkey sandwich, and I, of course, had to say something about that. "I like my meat.!" David's face had horror in it. And I whack his arm and exclaim, "Clean out your gutters!"

...even though that was the reaction I was looking for...

Lunch has so much going on, I can't tell you everything. Always assume it's sexual.

After band class, RJ rode the elevator with me. And what the fuck RJ. He danced like a fucking chicken and gawked, "I'M A CHIKEN, CHICKEN, I LIKE SOY SAUSE, SOY SAUSE"

I fucking broke down laughing right there in the elevator.

I can't take it anymore. Whenever I'm sad and feel like crying, I should just fucking call RJ. There will never be a day he can't entertain me.

During 10th hour Study Hall, I took many more selfies for snapchat. Because I can. And I decided to include Sydney in one, and.. Well... My phone had a delay problem, and the looks on on our faces WERE SO FUCKING DOWNRIGHT HILARIOUS. I was crying of laughter.

After school, while catching my bus, I found Mac again, and I shoved him again, and turned to walk away. And he pushed me back lightly, and I started walking backward, facing him. He playfully patted his chest and proclaimed, "WANNA GO?!" And I shouted back, walking away, "Whenever you want!"

I don't know if this is flirting, but the way we look at each other sure is.

When I got home, I was jamming out to my music. And I swear, I was going to the dishes! But I felt like shit.

My dad called me, he told me about some plans about my grandmothers surprise birthday party, about visitation and such. He also reads my journal. (HI DAD) and he's all caught up. I also learned recently, that my sister reads it too! (HI TO YOU TOO!)

[Which, makes me feel a tad bit awkward, with all of this sexual stuff and swearing, but hell. I'm the one who put it on the World Wide Web.]

And, anyway, I asked Dad if h was up to date. And since he was, he read about how David stayed at my house until 2am on Friday night/Saturday morning. He had suggested, using the whole "if I were him" thing, that perhaps David is perhaps planning something special for me for my birthday. Which, would be AWESOME.

But I have to try and not expect anything big. Although that won't matter. I'll be perfectly fine with whatever he gives me. I'm still in complete LOVE with the Christmas gift he got me!

He had gotten me this box, hand painted by him, and inside there were sharpies, a wooden train, my favorite gum, and a wooden already-painted turtle. Everything had it's own back story. And it was the best thing I could have asked for. Really. It was awesome. I now put anything that reminds me of us in there. So I have the pamphlets from the plays and musicals he was in, and I was part of or watched. I have the very first birthday 'gift' gave me in there, and everything it had came with.

So, I know what ever he gets me, I'll be more than happy with.

When mom came home from work, she had gotten me new earbuds. I was really really happy. We also went to the store for me to get damn medicine for this fucking cold. Or allergies. Whatever the fuck this shit is. I hate it. And it didn't work. Like... at all. Bullshit.

Oh well. When it we came back, I listened to music nonstop. And wrote the journal. And thought. I love, and hate, thinking.

I tried texting David, but he never answers any way. I shrug it off, and listened to my music, and went to bed. I think today was a happy day.

Keep Smiling!

~Sharpie.