The greatest story ever told...

OK, so maybe it isn't the greatest story ever told, but here is a recap of what has happend since my last entry...

So, as you know Angie and I broke up when I got back. I'm still a little upset about that, sorry, but I think I'm still not over her yet.

School started off, and was good until I got to second block and met the new latin teacher!!!! He was such an asswhole, he assumed that we knew a lot of stuff we didn't and assigned WAYYY too much homework, it sucked. I'm currently failing the class, but I still have a chance of passing, if I do, it will be by the skin of my teeth (do teeth have skin? no) He has really calmed down since the begining of the year. The class is so boring, but I don't hate the guy nearly as much as I did.

My first block class this semester was Firts Aid and CPR. I LOVED that class. I had already had prior training, so I was ahead of everyone from the start. The class was so much fun though. Doing CPR on the dummies is really... interesting, it is hard to get over being nervous and self concious when doing it. I even did so well that she had me help test the other kids in the class. One time she had me test other people, and the next day she tested me on what I had just tested the other kids on. I was like 'are you serious?', and she was. I laughed. Well that class is over now and I am once again certified in CPR and Firts Aid.

Right now one of my classes is photography. Sonds simple. It isn't. It is really hard to take 'good' pictures with a fully manual camers, you have to keep everything in mind, or the shot could come out really messed up, or not at all. Wel also have to do everyhting our selves. It's not like: Buy some film, take some pictures, and send it away. Not at all: we have to load the film onto the cassets, take pictures, rewind the film, load the film onto a reel, develop the film into negatives, let it dry, cut the negatives, then we have to use the enlarger to make prints, and develop them. It is a lot of work, and a lot to lear. BUT it is really a lot of fun, and I am enjoying it a lot. I will post some of my pictures as soon as I get some of them back from the Teacher.

So, enough about skewl, I'm sure no one wants to hear about it...

So, on the relationship front: while every one of my friends seems to have a girlfriend/ boyfriend: I am still stuck alone. I really don't know what it is. it just seems like no one likes me anyone, no matter what I do. Linzi and I got in a hinge fight, were not even talking right now, so there is no chance of going out with her. There are a couple more people I like, I'm sure non of them like me anyway. And the one person I do know likes me has a boyfriend. I JUST CAN'T WIN.

Even Adam has a girlfried, who he has been going out with for months might I add. I'm happy for him and everyhting, but since he started going out with her, he's changed a lot. He mostly ignores me, and all of his other friends. It really pissed me off at first, but eventually I just decided if he dosent wanna hang out with us, fuck him! I hang out with him once in a blue moon (blue moons only occour once in every four years by the way). The worst part about it is that his parents seem to adore her. After report cards came out Adam got 'grounded' because of his grades. I asked him if he wanted to come over, and he said his parents said 'no'. Then, the very SAME night, he went over her house. Does this make any sence to u? No? Me either. Another thing is that we had a sound business togeather, and ever since he started going out with her he has basically screwed me over. Let's see what I say next time he needs to borrow a piece of equipment, huh?

Christmas was awsome this year, I got everything I wanted. I acctually took the time this year to make a list and it really payed off. Mostly all I got was tools, and Setwear stuff. It is really awsome. I even got a DeWalt Drill and flashlinght. Its really nice.

Christmas break rocked because I got to see some of my friends almost every day. And I hardly had to work at all. The day after Christmas Josh and me went to buy a steering wheel for my new game Burnout 3. The game rocks. We went to like three stores looking for the tihing. There was a very spacific one that I wanted. The place I had seen it the week before no longer had it. After we went to all these stores we didn't find the one we wanted. So, we went back to EBgames and got the next best thing, or so we thought. So we wait in line for about 20min. to make out purchase and we get up to the counter. When we get up there the asswhole behind the counter decides to have some pointless 5min. chat with one of the other clerks. What a jerk-off. So we finally get out of there and get home. We are, of corse, eager to try it. IT SUCKS, it is so unresponsive and makes the game very unenjoyable to play. So, I go upstairs to watch tv and 5min. later Josh comes up to tell me that it is broken already. HA. I was kinda pissed, but I was like 'whatever, we will just take it back.' I still havent brought it back.

One of the days of the week, I had Tim over, and we were bored most of the time. We went up to the fireld to take pictures for my class. We literaly got frozed. It was so cold and windy... it had to be below zero.

Anyway, I'm getting tired of typing and it's time to eat. I will try to start updating regularly now :) We'll see how that one goes. here is some food for thought:

Not a song:
you win! youre more punk, hardcore, mod, straightedge, emo, indie than me. your hair is cooler, your pants are tighter, you have more tattoos. you have cooler pins on your messenger bag & your favorite band is more obscure than mine. your shoes are more vintage & so is your t-shirt. you own more black clothes than me. i dont even own a denim jacket. your glasses are thicker & blacker than mine, the plugs in your ears are bigger. you know more people in bands & your black jelly bracelets are the envy of scenesters everywhere. your photography is blacker & whiter, your Madradhair profile is wittier, & you have much better soul records. your tie is whiter, or redder, or blacker. your scene points are double, perhaps triple, mine. because as we all know, thats what really matters. in a scene where the music has taken a backseat to the haircuts, you win & i lose