The Daily Journal of an Average Teenaged Girl

Entry #74: 5-15-14

I was appreciative about how I woke up this morning. Instead of the cat mauling my body, he was sleeping in my lap.

I decided to not wear makeup today, and went to school. I laid on the floor, and slept. Next to Alex. I have been told that they're on a trail-dating period. What ever that means.... Ok. It's not like I own him. I just want him to be happy, that's all there is to it.

So I again, actually worked in Earth Science, I took a test in Math, a test in Spanish, and a yet in English. Ugh.

In band, we didn't play, but we set up for graduation. Ok, let me lay down the details to you, so y'all can understand.

I have two Schools, East Campus and West Campus. My main school that I attend is West. Concert Band and Jazz band is at East. Symphonic Band is at West. The bands all come together and play at the graduation for the Seniors. So normally, you play at whatever school is you main school. So when the school doors are open, the mixed band plays appropriate pieces that the Concert Band played in past concerts. Then, like every damn graduation, we play a song called Pomp & Circumstance. For... Like 30 minutes straight. Sure, all you wind player, your face hurts, BUT MY ARMS AND HANDS AND FINGERS HURT. But then, your lung probably hurt too. So I guess we're even. An then we ply a song called Jeremiah Clark Suite when everything and everyone is graduated. It's so exhausting. But hey, it's part of the Final for band.

So when I got into 10th Study Hall, Sydney and I listened to music, and did random shit on our electric devices. I wrote the journal. Fun. I planned on washing clothes for the Graduation, washing my body, putting in Makeup, and eating spagetti-os before David picked me up at 5.

And that's exactly what I did, plus I fed the cat, gave it water, and cleaned out the litter box. I asked mom for a pain pill, and took that too. David picked me up, and we went to where we were supposed to be and all. We got all of our music together, and headed to the gym.

We only had to restart one song because our temporary conductor messed up and it fell apart. But that's okay, because not to many people were listening. At the time, that's were the audience was filling up to the bleachers and stuff. And when we finally done with those pieces... We got to play Pomp & Circumstance for a good 30minutes. My arms felt like they could have fallen off. David stood directly next to me, and I immediately regretted taking them pain pills...

See, when I take them... things happen. Not only does the pain go away, but my brain gets...'loose'. It doesn't think before saying or doing things. And it gets kinda naughty. So I do my best to bite my tongue, because, hot damn. My mind was running crazy.

Anyway, we cheered for our fellow Senior friends, and when everything was done, we stayed till 9:30 cleaning up. Then Abbie, David, and I all decided to go to IHOP. But Abbie's mother got mad at that, so she left early. For some reason we switched jackets. And holy fuck. I might just love her jacket more than I love myself. The second thing I'm buying with any birthday money is whatever type of jacket this is. I love it. So we took eachother's jackets. But because she had to leave so unexpectedly, I also have her leftover pancakes, and her kindle. I'll be giving those to her tomorrow morning on the bus.

It was just David and I, then, sitting at IHOP. I literally scarfed my good down in less than a minute, drinking a hot chocolate and milk too. The pain pill also makes me quiet a bit hungry too. Tee~Hee! So David gave me a quarter if his sandwich. It was so delicious.

After we paid for our food, while he was driving me home, we were being weird an screaming a bit, and you know. Being hyper teenagers. As normal, we talked for, like, a half hour sitting on my driveway. But... We were getting really personal, and really sexual. Sexually personal. I won't make you feel awkward with the details, but yes. I had blushed a lot, a bit too much, and when it was my turn to answer awkward questions, I would be staring at the moon and awkwardly smiling like an idiot, while blushing them answers out. It got my heart racing, my mind wondering, and so the things that should be kept to ourselves were...uh... shared.

Even how awkward I felt, I still didn't want to leave, because no matter what it's about (although when it comes to subjects like these it makes me a lil too happy...) I always love talking to him.

So I left, we actually said "I love you" to one another, and I went inside the house. I was originally was gonna turn into pajamas, but all I really did, was take off the shirt on top of my tank top. Then I put Abbie's jacket back on. It's amaaaziing. And thanks to my wonderful pain pill, I fell asleep as soon as I was done typing this journal!

Keep Smiling!!!

~Sharpie