School starts again tomorrow.
Yeah.

In all honesty, the only thing that worries me is getting to my locker after lunch.
Hmm.

I haven't updated in a while so I felt as though I needed to get the old entry off of my page.

So uh....
Songs, that's all I can think of.
New songs I've found that I love.


Field of Innocence- Evanescence
Dreaming Out Loud- One Republic
I Hate You- Sick Puppies
The Moment I Said It- Imogen Heap
My Skin- Natalie Merchant

So my last rant was Mrs. Locke, but she ended up being really good about the whole thing.

My NEW rant is about this chick that's always at my school, she's on the school board or something and since Im at the new campus Im part of the experiment class.

The story goes, I was going to buy my ticket to the homecoming dance today after school.
I was in line, with my money and only 3 ppl ahead of me, which is good cuz im a bus student. When me and this other girl get up we hand the two ladies working it our money when the chick cuts in and says 'where r ur permission slips?'
we were both at a lose.

My friends didn't say anything about permission slips. The ppl in front of us didnt have permission slips.
We were looked at each other as if to say 'ok, we still have tomorrow to buy a ticket' so we both asked her for a permission slip.
she had a stack in her hand and she told u to go in the office.

WHAT!?! JUST GIVE US THE FUCKING SLIPS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

However, we'd get our asses whopped for saying tht so we went to the office and asked the secretary for permission slips.
She gave us two and said "remember, the other school ned to sign this too"

We looked at each other, again confussed, then realized those were slips to let ppl from opther schools come to the dance for wateve reason.

i said "no, we need ones for us"
she had no idea wat I was talking about.

We called over the principle, he had no idea wat we were talking about,

so we went bac to line.

20 ppl easy had gotten in.

i was about to kill tht bitch.

so i had leave with no slip or ticket. tomorrow im going, giving them my money and demanding a ticket, if the chick tells me no im cussing her ass out.








Wish Me Luck.

On September 18 I went for a bike ride.
While I was turning my bike decided it didn't want to turn with me.
I face planted and spent 6 hours in the ER.


It was not fun.

So needless to say, I wasn't in school last week.

i got most of my homework excluding my bio which really sucks cuz she doesn't save the homework from a week ago which basically SCREWS me.



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I HAAAAATE MRS. FUCKING LOCKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So I've been in school since the 12th, but last Friday was the end of the first full week. So far, my favorite teacher is surprisingly my algebra teacher, Mrs. Wamser-Remi. She's really fun and kinda strange. I mean, sometime early last week we watched a Jonas Brothers music video in class as a very stretched reference to sets and elements of an algebraic equation.

IT WAS AWESOME!
AND I DON'T EVEN LIKE THE JO BROS!!!!