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I will no longer have a damned curfew!


I hate curfews. My dad called me at 1:30 last night cause I was out after curfew.


(Like he can admonish me... Hypocrite.)

Anyway, I was about to go hot tubbing and then I had to make this guy that I just met take me back to Market Street to get my car. When I got home my parents weren't even awake...



A month and a half and I'll be 17 and I'll be able to stay out as late as I want!

Of course, if I get pulled over for sitting in someone's lap in the front seat, the fact that I don't have a curfew won't get me off scott free.





Eh, I suppose I'm being vague. I hung out with some people from work last night. It was nice to be included, especially since I just started working and they don't really know me. Those kids are pretty bad kids. Heh. But whatever. Maybe next time we'll figure out something fun to do before midnight, since my parents are losers.





Josh gives good hugs but he's off limits. He's Avrey's ex and a slut.





I have a lot of homework and work tomorrow but I don't want to do it.


But I'm going to, of course. -sigh-

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I can't garuentee this, because I've only been home for about an hour and a half today before now, but it smells different.


I'm not sure how I feel right now. Kind of like crying? But that's because today has been possibly the longest day of my life, and on the way home a pretty song came on that reminded me of every boy I've ever really really liked. I think cause I'm not used to being up this late my emotions are way peaked, and every little thing sets me off. Shit. I'm sleeping in tomorrow. Screw hygeine.


I saw John tonight=heartbreak.
I saw Wendy's grandma tonight and she didn't recognize me until I told her who I was=a different kind of heartbreak.
Flirted with cute Tech boys=a lot of fun.



I got up at 6:40, had school 8:40-4:35, had work 6:00-12:10. Longest Monday of my life. I swear to you, the clock would not move. And at one point, I PROMISE: the time read 10:20. 20 minutes later; 10:05.


SHOOOOT ME. I'm doing it all over again Wednesday.

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Had my first real day of work today. 2:30 - 9:00. Afterwards I came home and showered and ate some beet and sweet potato chips, then went for icecream and a chat with my new friend Jungjae.



Jungjae's Asian. He isn't 100% on par with his English, and he isn't as gorgeous as I remember thinking he was in 9th grade, but he's cute and funny, and very sweet. When he picked me up tonight we weren't 20 blocks away when he said, "so this is the first time we've ever really... talked." Which is the truth. We had Human Geography together two years ago, but he had just moved and was shy, and he was this beautiful Asian sophomore, and I couldn't work up the nerve to talk to him. So we both knew who eachother was, but we didn't talk until last night. He has to interview all the junior IB kids, and he thought I was one. I wasn't, but we started talking on Facebook (oh, the glory of the book) and decided to hang out tonight when I got off work. We talked about that for a bit, then were stopped at a light and he proceeded to say, "Well, this is kind of awkward." Ha. I love it when people admit to things being awkward. It makes things so much less awkward.


I'm not sure if I like him though.

"You were cute today. I should have told you that when I first saw you."

It's funny, how two years ago I would have killed for this guy, this elusive sophomore, whom Ksenia and I wrote notes with plans for jumping about, to say something like that to me.
Now, I'm not sure if it makes me feel good or sad or if I'm just so damn tired I can't think straight.


Maybe all of them?














Idk. It's funny, I'm doing such a good job of making friends this year. All the Aca Deca kids, and random people like Steven and Andrea and Jungjae. I'm proud of myself.



OHHHHH. I forgot. Andrea figured out that I like Steven, which is sad, because she's truly madly deeply in love with him but he has commitment issues. I don't expect anything to happen with Steven and me, but if it did, I don't think I could even be his friend. Andrea's so sweet. I wouldn't ever want to do anything to hurt her, even though we're not that close. Besides, the more I think about it, the less I want to actually date Steven. I'd like to just admire him from... not afar, but without crossing any lines. I like to flirt with him and look at him (a lot) and to get hugs from him, but I like all of the same things with other people, too. Why should I jeapordize my friendship with both of them just because he's cute, and a jerk, and that's the kind of guy I'm attracted to? Because I'm very attracted to jerks. It sucks...




I feel like I have more to write, like about Fernando and Aca Deca and work and my dad, but I'm so. damn. tired.


I hate this whole responsibility thing. It's pretty tiring.

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Seriously.


One week into my junior year and I'm already bogged down with homework.


Definitely going in early tomorrow to drop both Psychology and Biology!



Now I can get into painting with Amy, even though that will also be with Nathan (who has some problem with me or something now? He won't even look at me...), and some other class. Unfortunately, I'll have to totally move around my classes. -sigh-


School sucks.
















(I saw Steven at SB's tonight.)

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