when i was a freshman, i JUMPED out of the way of seniors in the halls. but now that i’m a senior, i feel like i’m constantly being baraged with lilliputians on my way to class. what has the world come to?
i snuck around school like a ninja today, just to study for academic decathlon.
security was literally chasing people out of the school because the power was out, but we sat in a small dark corner and practiced impromptu. i felt like a spy.
i want my hair back. badly. i wonder if the school will let me wear a hat or something, just until it grows in a little.
“Academic Decathlon a team of 9 nerds who have decided that they can’t seem to get enough of school, so they stay a while longer and train to be “decathletes.” smart teams win county, and possibly state (unless you’re in cali, when you’ll work your ass off sept-feb, win county, and get your brain handed to you on a silver platter by Moorpark/ECR/Granada) 1. Do you have any free time? -no, i am on academic decathlon 2. How was the formal? -for decathlon?”
So today I found out that my cat left me for an old woman.
I feel jilted.
With that, I resume my blog.