really it's ok (:

in my past few posts i have seemed absolutely miserable. and i guess i really wasn't in the greatest mood.  but guess what. really its ok. today was better. lots better. i'm not sure why. but it was. maybe its cause i'm getting used to the school routine again. i really like most my classes this semester. and if don't like the class then i like the friends in the class so its all ok. (:
stacey dahl. is a very sweet a girl. she was one of the reasons today was so great.
also nicole and mckenna. they stick with me. and i enjoy them for that. beth. don't even worry. i understand 100%. (: lunch was definitely grand. people watching is a terribly creepy stalkerish habit. i'm addicted.
p.e. whats up with this ridiculous new dress code? i'm am not a fan. at all.
biology. wow. it may be one of my favorite classes. not cause i enjoy biology because i don't. science is not my thing. but i happen to have a hilarious table. and hilarious kids surrounding the table. so pretty much its a party. (:
i struggle in math. but thats ok. cause sarah spackman yes. i lov her to pieces. and we are pretty much like math buddies.
and adam crawley. yeah sometimes he says things that only i find funny. and actually i find them absolutely hilarious. he's a funny kid.
and sometimes in world geography. mr farnsworth blows one. when he squats to pick up a book. making it extremely awkward and eliminating any fresh air that may have previously lingered.
but that too is a good people watching class. oh and remember that earlier mentioned girl that pretends to like me? good news. we sit right next to each other. in the corner. alone. darn. but an attractive male sits fairly nearby. i'm a fan. (: oh what he's a soccer player? score.
after school. i continue to be in a good mood. this is a first all week.
and then i babysit. and earn money. and we dance in the rain. and watch the lightning. it was prime.
there was a dance tonight. but me and all my friends deicded to ditch it. best decision ever. school dances... really are not that great. at all.
and by the time i get home beth is the only one who i could get a hold of. so i hung out up there. practically my second home. we made a couple phone calls. it was grand. and drew a few pictures. also prime. we made cookie dough. around 8:30 or 9:00ish. very unhealthy. and then make a mad dash with it so we don't get caught. but we do. but that's ok. we were sick of it anyways. we talk about the sort of things best friends talk about. which is pretty much everything. and then we sit on the porch to wait for my mom and play the what if game. beth is much much better at it then am i.
i love this girl to pieces. let me tell you. we are soul sisters. she probably knows more about me then i do. or anyone else in this world. but that's ok. cause i'm pretty sure its the same about me with her. (:
friday's. they are real prime. junior high dances? fail. unnecessary.
especially when you have crayons, cookie dough, and a best friend. (: