My dad doesn’t think i’ll make the tennis team so he isn’t gonna get me a new racket. So I think I’ll just smash him in tennis and then see what he says.
Who needs chiseled abs anyways..
I was opening the hood of my car late at night and apparently I didn’t hook it up right and my left hand was squished when it fell down.
Showed my Dad and he scolded me (?). Don’t like my dad right now.
In high school…
- held a 4.0 gpa until I took AP Calculus ABBC
- ran indoor and outdoor track
- made the junior and varsity soccer team
- I have never been on a date because I was empty in the self-esteem department
- made a solid group of friends
- played in the frisbee tournament in baker park
- got into a good internship at NCI
- got rejected indirectly by a girl
- went on an oreo mcflurry run with friends
- blasted techno music in late night car rides with friends
- did not apply for honor society because I didn’t think I had enough “leadership”
- Had a couple of crushes
- got yelled at by my english teacher
- got after school detention because I was sleeping in class
- survived spanish 4 with a hard hispanic spanish teacher
- took 2 AP tests
- spent all night with friends doing AP Chemistry assignments that were procrastinated until the last minute
- I felt that test scores controlled my future
- was jealous of all the
coolkids and tried to be one
High school was definitely full of ups and downs…and more downs.
But I still got some stuff I wanna do before high school ends.
*1 year until I enter college*
Today, I got stung by a bee. On my eyelid. I’m allergic so it’s swollen up so much, I can’t even open my eye. Tomorrow is the first day of a new prestigious school. I either have to go to school wearing an eye-patch or walk around looking like a monster. FML
LOL
Watched the rerun of the first episode of ABDC.
I’m feeling a bit dissapointed at all of the dance routines.
Played some racketball today
*highlight of the game was the headshot I gave to one of my friends haha*
Yesterday, I was at a restaurant named BJ’s. My mom asked the waitress what B and J stood for, meaning the owners names or something. My grandma leaned over to me and said, “I know what BJ’s means”
Wow
