hmm...I was happy today. I was, really.
English was spent with Ms. M attempting to crack down harder on our class. Unfortunately for her, half of us have already had her. In other words we know that she won't keep too well to her threats. Which means that it was annoying to hear her bitching a bit... And Wendy still can't forgive Will for what he did. Personally, I hate it when people carry over grudges for no apparent reason. Especially if the other party is willing to apologize profusely.
World History was... hell. The substitute teacher for the next two weeks (while Ms. H is off in Quebec) is a freakish, midol-craving former italian-opera singer whose tongue is as fast as a Jaguar and sharper than broken glass. Naturally, when she got into Joey's face, he turned bitchy queen behind her back. My lord!
Chemistry was fun. Activity period spent watching people play DDR (someone brought in one of those PSOne's with a screen attachment, and a playing pad), working on a sketch, and playing Taylor's Greed-esque trivia game (I got out on the first round! ;_;).
During lunch I was resolved to getting Zack's number. I did... after 15 minutes conversation with everyone at his table...
And he hinted that, although he said that I was a "cool" person, there's someone else he's interested in. And that trying to form a relationship between us wouldn't work.
I'm crushed.
... and it hasn't hit home till now.
.... shit...
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