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Reflected! REJECTED! Lolwhut
"Just when the caterpillar thought it was all over, it turned into a butterfly."
I like that proverb.
Well, things went really well at opening night. My mom cried. CRIED. I was sooooooooo happy.
There's this really cute boy backstage (he lifts the scrim and stuff) and his name is Ricky and he's adorable. *Teen moment* More on that later when Steve isn't around to criticize my hormones.
I just got back into writing. I read a book and it was really good and it inspired me, so I figured "Hell, why not". Just one RP. ONE.
I had an F in math on my progress report. ._. The first one I've ever had. I raised it to a C though, and once I retake the first and only test I've ever failed, I should have an A. *Wipes sweat from brow*
I've been exercising a lot lately for my brown belt test. I'm not nearly strong enough. Also, I want to be Wendy in the school musical, so I need to drop some weight for them to pick me. And nobody criticize me with "Oh, you don't need to--" It's just practical. They want to make us fly and, honestly, I need to lose a few pounds anyway. Now is as good a time as ever.
I really need to clean my room! It's terrible. I love being clean, but I have so much crap from who knows when that I can't clean it because there isn't any place to put anything! Time to bust out the trash bags.
I'm not going to England this winter. Part of the time I'll be in Florida and the other part I'll be in New Jersey/New York, depending on how much time my dad can get off work. I really want a New York winter!
I'm thinking of surprising one of my guy friends by telling him I'm free-- for once-- during a vacation. Because I'm always busy and he's always like "Dude, we should so hang bro." and I'm like "TOO MUCH STUFF TO DOOOOOOOOO *esplode*" so I feel bad. Well, it is the season of giving. Maybe I'll give the gift of my presence! xD
One more thing. I'd put this in a PM, but I know she would just ignore it anyway. Liz, please stop trying. I'm not being mean, but honestly, I stopped talking to you for a reason. What, did you think I just have some pain trapped in my soul and can't bear to speak to you? No. I've changed and grown in ways that you haven't, therefore I don't see us as a good match in friendship. Plain and simple. That's it. So please stop trying to make things up or whatever the hell you're doing, because I do not want to be made up with. I just want to go my way, and I just want you to go yours.
Thanks,
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