yet another reason I hate people

My math teacher is, by all definitions, a bitch. I’ll expand further when I have time. Don’t expect me to have time until Friday night. After the AP US history exam.

I was really embarassed at the orchestra concert tonight. More on that later.

I was so not invisible tonight AGAIN. But I’m upset about it, because I’m feeling semi-Jillian Faye. Which is SO not my intention. At least I’m not going around sitting on people’s laps. Goodness. I hope that I joke around with everyone in the same way. I certainly think I do. For example, I goofed around with Garett just as much as anyone and we all know THAT means nothing. Nothing on either of our parts.

But um, yeah studying for AP history with someone. Nice. But um, this other person practically walked me all the way out to my car after the concert? And I didn’t ask him too? And I don’t know what? And I’m hoping it was just because on my way out the door he started walking with me and we were just talking and didn’t want to turn around until we’d either finished the conversation or there was nowhere else to walk? I even told him to go back several times. So while yes, it’s quite nice to know that perhaps there are some gentlemanly males out there… hi I wish it hadn’t been you. Only because it made me feel so Jillian-Faye-ish. Bah.

I’m being

~swept away in unspecificness~

@~>~>-dreamergrrl

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