3.25.2009

So Baby wanted me to write on a blog in class. Here I go. There's a certain novelty to being in high school. When I was about 5-10 most kids shows, or more tween I guess, took place in high school. Now it's almost the same, except there are a bunch more set in middle school. But when we were little we'd watch kids sit on desks, with a not so low murmur and kids throwing stuff. Then the teacher comes in from God knows where and everyone sits in their seats. Like teachers had control of every child in their class. And then, after some group discussion and note passing the bell would ring and everyone would leave, and the teacher would scream out the homework. Most of the time, that's not really how it happens. Everyone just kind of sits down, no one throws things, notes have been replaced by text, and the homework is never mention, save in the smallest possible corner of the *white* board. But sometimes, at the end of a period when everyone pack up, or I see a note get passed, and I suddenly feel really cool. Like I'm one of the pretty teenagers from a high school show. Brrrring.
-Josie

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my innermost thoughts?? not sure I really have any at the moment...well that's not true at all, I just cant think of anything of value to say at this point in time. there is something rather therapeutic about writing your thoughts when people (supposedly) don't know who's writing them. so i guess what's going on with me these day is I'm just way stressed out by pretty much everything: work, school, college, etc. well the period is almost over and i have to go to American next which is the source of most of my stress and try to convince my teacher to not make me take a test that I had no time to study for because the mono made me really really tired last night. so i think I'm gonna go now, ill write more of my "inner most thoughts" later. peace out
~becky starz