c wheedled [vocab word] me into adding this in. at the sleepover when we went to the park we ended up running from the cops. it was astounding.
oh yeah. good night when you have to run from the cops. I've found that whenever the cops go after me I'm somehow ALWAYS with shane. I feel like this could explain a lot.
tomorrow, it being the feast day of st. therese of lisieux, we are having mass in our badly-lit gym once again! to celebrate we made some crappy toilet-paper roses in theology, assisted by mrs. babiez. apparently they're being handed out to the school tomorrow. fantastic. I will take a picture.
c also surmises that we might have some kind of weird assembly or pep rally or something in the middle of the day after mass. oh god I'm worried.
so close... so close to the weekend... I'm tired.
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27.9.10
the knife wants to slit me, do you think you can help me?
when I woke up this morning and went through my jacket I found a wad of paper inside it. it would appear the post I drafted has gone through the wash. so I'm going to write a huge one right now, even though I should be doing chemistry homework.
first things first, the sleepover on saturday was really weird because there was no major drama. likely because shane was sick and couldn't come. [she was still out today.] ava, of course, said a great many passive-aggressive things, but she does that anyway. assorted adam lambert songs were sung by mary and britney, which made me want to die. we went to a park at 9:30 at night. all was good.
now for the rest of the week.
on tuesday we had our first newspaper meeting. that went pretty well too. someone from every grade either showed up or expressed interest but had something to do during that period. pretty exciting. ava showed up late. emma was also there.
ms. butler ended up spending the whole time stressing that this is YOUR NEWSPAPER and that we want things that interest YOU. she suggested a short story that runs in parts over every issue. a little light over ava's head went off, I could just see it. unfortunately so did emma. and now they are competing. it's the best.
mary and I have both lost count of the absences. emma was in today; shene wasn't. I think it's 4-5 at this point, with shane in the lead.
ava is continuing her nightly cycle of blowing up over nothing and then taking five hours to be reassured that neither c nor I is mad at her. I won't even bother anymore. it all blends together over time. by this I mean I'm not posting any more about her derps unless she does a really bad one.
speaking of which, she thinks devo are called tivo.
first things first, the sleepover on saturday was really weird because there was no major drama. likely because shane was sick and couldn't come. [she was still out today.] ava, of course, said a great many passive-aggressive things, but she does that anyway. assorted adam lambert songs were sung by mary and britney, which made me want to die. we went to a park at 9:30 at night. all was good.
now for the rest of the week.
on tuesday we had our first newspaper meeting. that went pretty well too. someone from every grade either showed up or expressed interest but had something to do during that period. pretty exciting. ava showed up late. emma was also there.
ms. butler ended up spending the whole time stressing that this is YOUR NEWSPAPER and that we want things that interest YOU. she suggested a short story that runs in parts over every issue. a little light over ava's head went off, I could just see it. unfortunately so did emma. and now they are competing. it's the best.
mary and I have both lost count of the absences. emma was in today; shene wasn't. I think it's 4-5 at this point, with shane in the lead.
ava is continuing her nightly cycle of blowing up over nothing and then taking five hours to be reassured that neither c nor I is mad at her. I won't even bother anymore. it all blends together over time. by this I mean I'm not posting any more about her derps unless she does a really bad one.
speaking of which, she thinks devo are called tivo.
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