Chrysalis

This morning, my mom was pissing me off. So I stormed out the car to class. When I got to the door, Evy greeted me. We said that we loved eachother. I don't think she really knows that I truely do love her. Oh well.
Onward to class. Math class sucked. Mr. Ford has given us another lame assignment. THIS time we have to record everything we do every half hour. That's bullshit. This is math class, bozo!
Third period. I walk into the office to get the stuff from Ms. Stone's box. And Duane wasn't there. I was a little upset cause I haven't seen him in three days. I was gone on Friday. And Ms. Stone had nothing in her box. I went to the office for nothing. I love that when none of Duane's friends are in there, he looks at me. So cute! ^^;;
So I get to class and I end up grading vocabulary all period. Then Stone sends me back to the office. Still no Duane. *sniff*
But Jill makes me look up this girl on the computer. I don't know how to use the fucking thing. But she makes me anyway. Bitch. If Duane was there, he'd do it for me.
Anthropology. We end up watching this horrible movie about teens. It completely disillusioned my whole outlook on teen culture. Damn them. We just aren't toys for the media. And they catagorized that all the "cool" kids are in two groups. The "Mook", which is the typical boy. The loud obnoxioius, retarted, will do anything for sex guy. And then the "Midriff", the "Britney" or "Christina".
That's so not true. The guys I know(all 5 of them) are extremely educated. And the girls I know are also very smart and sophisticated. I, myself, am more of a "Midriff" than a "Mook".
Please!
So 5th period Journalism comes around. And I greet Evy at the door of her class next door. We hug and all. But she seemed distant. I think she's getting tired of it. I wonder if I should make a move or not. I'm so afriad to.
Anywho, I was REEMED by Mr. Reichert in class. He made me wait after school untill 4:30 so i could write a story for the Mock Trial. It was pretty neat. I didn't know his wife was one of the coaches. She's a lawyer. Brendon was there and I was really worried about him. He told me that he had just come back from track and he hadn't eaten anything all day. Then he made some comment about loosing weight. I felt so bad for him. He stood up too fast out of his chair and almost fainted. I wanted to help so badly. But he just won't let me in. Not even as a friend. It really hurts. >.<
So I came home after I got the info I needed for the story. Still worried about him. Duane? NO! Brendon! Got it? GOOD!
I laid in my bed and watched Angel.
Now I'm here working on the story.
But after 5th, came 6th. In Civics, we were working on our gay rights poster. It looks really good. But I really can't stand that class. All we do are projects. We did our theis paper in October! Are we gonna just keep doing these for the rest of the year? God, I hope not.
English was so-so. I got extra credit because I gave Stone a tip of the day that I got from my Buffy planner. THAT I STILL CAN'T FIND!

I just took this gay test that says I'm 55% gay. That's pretty odd. Cause a normal gay guy is 51%. And I'm Bi!! o_O

posted by ryryguy @ 11:16 PM