I did no homework at all last night.
I just finished my English reading.
On Friday I had done the first assignment for math.
Unsuccessfully.
I didn't understand much of it.
Which sucks.
A lot.
I got my computer out because I have to do Anthro and English work.
*sigh*
On a non-academic note:
I think I like a guy.
Not really sure if I should though.
He is one of my new friends.
I don't want to be one of those people who can't just be friends with a guy.
Which I'm not because I can count 2 guy friends.
Of course, one is gay.
And the other I liked in the past...
BUT I moved on!
And we are friends now.
So that counts, right?
Right!?
UGH.
This guy is cute and smart.
And nice.
He is one of those guys that wasn't popular /at all/.
And now he is more popular than he was.
I think it is because he found his "thing".
Crew, that is -- rowing.
On a team.
I was talking to him and my other friend and I said "I need something to do after school besides go home and work"
And he immediately said "Join CREW!"
But I just can't imagine me rowing.
Or on a boat.
Or near water and not swimming.
I would rather swim.
But not on swim team.
I think there is a club fair next week...
maybe I'll find something to do there.
Yeah.
The whole reason I posted was because I wanted to talk about him.
Gosh, I need help.
WHY MUST BEING A TEENAGER HAVE SO MANY EMOTIONS!?
Ugh.
Whoremones.
*cough*
Err-- I mean Hormones.
Yeah, that's what I mean.
*sketchy eyes*
Keep Floatin'
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