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| new xanga.
this one reminds me too much of eli...
for the full story, read the first entry on the new one.
i'm sorry to do this. but now there won't be need to do this again.
my problem is that i choose names that mean something close to me,
then, when there's trouble in the things the names relate to...you know.
so this name doesn't relate to anything but me.
courtneydisaster
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| yesterday was the last day of school.
i cried, but only as i was walking away from it all.
i faced everything ok.
stayed after school a while, and filmed the 'kinsey and courtney jewish
show' (inside joke from WAY back in freshmen year)
signed yearbooks. frantically. with no time to mourn.
hugs, hugs, hugs.
1st and 2nd period exam this morning. kobeck let us leave early.
and now, my high school career is officially over.
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| so in english today the teacher gave us each a candle to "pass the
light on" and a seashell because we "reached the shore." it was
actually sweet. in the beginning of the year she told us this
story about how we were in the water, and the weather was bad, and
there was nothing around, and then all of a sudden we saw a
lighthouse...then she ended it and gave us a popsicle stick and said it
was our ore. and then the shell symbolizes that we finally
reached the shore.
i'm exempt from all but 2 exams, which is amazing, because i missed 9
days, and once you hit 9, it's guaranteed that you have to take all
your exams. but somehow...some teachers missed a day...some
adjusting going on? my government teacher told me if i could get
my guidance counselor to excuse an absence i'd be exempt, and i did
that, but that doesn't explain the others, especially english. i
got a B in english EVERY 6 weeks, which means i could only miss 6
days...so i must have gotten a pretty high A this 6 weeks to make my
year average an A. actually, everyone in my class is exempt, so,
maybe, since i would probably have been the only person to have to take
it, she might have...adjusted it so she wouldn't even have to write the
exam, and so i wouldn't be all alone on exam day. fine with me.
tomorrow a bunch of us are meeting at waffle house for our ::sniff,
sniff:: last day of school. yearbooks tomorrow, too. ON OUR
LAST DAY. we aren't going to have any time to get them
signed. friday's my official last day, because i have 1st and 2nd
period exams. then graduation in a week. ::gulp::
please, don't let me cry.
it really can't be goodbye.
just a step forward.
that ^ was a haiku. i was only going to write "please don't let
me cry" because i was talking about graduation, but then i just took
off and wrote it.
i also wrote one about my AC in my car last night. i
didn't write it down though, and i don't remember it, but it was
something about how it was a different smell coming through. but
then poetic.
this was a semi-long entry.
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| eli's back in town. (eli, my previous crush. you know, the
hot mexican who ran away from home a couple months ago, the one i was
supposed to go to prom with).
and i wonder if i even care to see him. his sister said he misses
me. gave me his phone number. i didn't call him. i
don't know if i can ever see him without it making me sad. he
doesn't want me to like him. he doesn't want to get
together. in case he breaks my heart. well, we weren't even
together and he broke my heart when he left. besides, i think i
like someone else....
so how did blink 182 get robert smith of the cure to sing on their album?
he seems so inaccessible. to me at least. of
course. mindlessnonsensicalchattering.
streamofconsciousness. that's all.
had an interview at media play. have another one tomorrow. i probably have the job because nicole quit.
bought 3 books: 1. in me own words (the autobiography of bigfoot) -special ordered, actually.
2. charlie and the chocolate factory by roald dahl. (read it a dozen times, never actually owned a copy)
3. the umbrella man by roald dahl.
i probably need to grow up.
i wanted to buy this boy's life (book or movie) but i couldn't afford it.
and i'm using mozilla and i can't underline without going to edit HTML
and putting the code, so the titles aren't underlined, sorry.
9 days til graduation. cragee.
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