Post by mysteria on May 25, 2007 23:04:28 GMT -5
Feb 1st, 2007
February. The month of love. Already, the 'spirit-lacking service club' is putting up pictures of Cupid, and big banners and the like, all in preparation for the big Valentine's Day Dance.
When I say big, I mean BIG. This is the most anticipated dance all year, with the exception of the prom. Everyone is excited, talking about what they will wear, and who they want to go with, and when they want to get there.
I'm sick of it.
I will not be attending. I have better things to do. And the one person I would want to go with hates me.
Feb 4th, 2007
I realized today how crazy Valentines Day is. The people who have someone are insufferable and those who have no one feel they need to find someone before V. day. Like for example I heard Tora talking to one of the plastics about how her boyfriend Craig wants her to put out for him. Normally I would tell Kelly this, or if we were in a fight I would tell Drake, and the two of us would laugh, and argue about who the best person to put out for was. And he'd tell me I wouldn't understand, because I wasn't a guy. But him and I are in a fight too!! I hate this. I really want to tell Drake how sorry I am, but I know he wont listen to me. I constantly find myself day dreaming about him. I accidentally told the counselor this and she told me I was sub-consciously in love with him. Whatever.
I hate my life.
Feb 7th, 2007
O...M...G...
Drake has melted into a heart throbbing pile of geeky-hotness before my very eyes.
I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't seen it.
Because, Drake usually has this scruffy, hardly-ever-washed skater-boy hair, and really ugly geek glasses, and bad hygiene.
So, yesterday, I heard Drake and his friend in the hallway, so I ducked into the bathroom, listening to the pair talk about how Drake's retarded mom had made him get a haircut. And I was all, whoa. That's different. Then, in science, Kristi and him got in a fight! Yay!!!
Anyway, so they were fighting, and SHE BROKE HIS GLASSES! I can't understand why he would ever want to hide his beautiful sea-green eyes behind those huge glasses, but his mom got him contact lenses, and he started actually WASHING HIS HAIR! And brushing his teeth! Apparently, his lack of hygiene is why Kristi broke up with him.
Feb 8th, 2007
God, I cant believe how popular Drake is now! I saw him walking down the hallway, one arm wrapped around one Plastic and the other arm wrapped around another. I miss him so much. I cant believe how incredible and hot and stab-me-in the-heart he looks. I soooooo badly want to make up with him. Maybe the counselor was right.
Maybe I am in love with him.
Feb 10th, 2007
CRAP!!! I hate Tora! I hate her! I HATE THAT FRACKING BITCH!!!
Okay. So after practically storming into the counselors office, tears in my eyes, with the help of her 'breathing exercises', I was able to calm down enough for my therapy session. So we were talking about why I was upset, and what had happened, and she offered to leave the room so I could write in my diary. So here I am.
Okay, so Drake was walking down the hallway- excuse me, STRUTTING down the hallway, like some proud rooster, and Tora and I were just kind of sitting there, stuffing crap in our lockers. So he came walking by, and she started giggling and twirling her hair, and kind of wiggled her way over to him and whispered something in his ear. I don't know what it was, but it made him laugh. Then, he asked her out! And not just to anywhere! He asked her to the V. Dance!
That's not all. After she said- gushed- that she would LOVE to go with him, and how happy she was that he had asked, they hugged, and he looked at me with this face that said, I know you hate her, but hey. I hate you.
Feb 11th, 2007
So, the story is that Tora broke up with Craig to go with Drake, who asked Tora out to make me jealous.
How do I know all of this?
Well, I was in the bathroom, (funny, how all of these thing reach my ears as I pee) and Tora and her clones were in there 'primping'. So Tora is talking about how hot Drake is, and one of her friends was all, "What about Craig?" And Tora said she had broken up with him because Drake was hotter.
And in Drake's case, I was talking to his friend Brandon, who I'm also kinda friends with, and he said that Drake totally liked me, but hated me at the same time. And I was like, are you serious? And he said that Drake had only asked Tora out to make me sad.
Well there ya go.
Feb 12th, 2007
So I got myself a ticket to the dance, right? A five dollar non-refundable ticket? Ya. And they JUST announced that it was a masquerade 'ball'. Or maybe I just heard about it.
Anyway, so now I need to come up with a suitable excuse for a costume/mask-ish thing.
Feb 13th, 2007
I made my mom run me down to the goodwill store, (you can find the best costumes there) to find a costume, and I found the perfect one!
It's this long, gorgeous black dress, and a white and gold mask that covers half my face, like the Phantom of the Opera's.
And Brandon asked me to the dance!
I can't believe it! Of course, I said yes, more because I didn't want to hurt his feelings than anything else, and because it might make Drake a tiny bit jealous.
Feb 15th, 2007
OMG
I got kissed last night!
Seriously! Full out, on-the-lips kissed!
Not that I know who it was or anything, but w/e.
So Brandon had his older brother drive us to the dance, in this totally sweet 65 mustang. When we got there, Brandon totally pointed out Tora, who was totally obvious, because she was in this skin tight slut dress, and the nerds were hovering around her, and then I saw him. Who? Idk. He was hovering on the outskirts of everyone else, looking incredible in his black tux and matching mask. He began to walk toward Brandon and I, and I heard a husky voice ask me to dance.
So I did.
He was amazing. He knew exactly what he was doing. I never even danced with Brandon, partially cause he danced with Tora half the night, but I 'm not upset. We never stopped, not once.
The dance ended and he offered to walk me home. He had his arm draped casually around my shoulder, and together we reached my porch.
Leaning toward me, he whispered in my ear with that wonderfully husky voice of his, you look lovely and kissed me. A full on, real kiss. I was speechless. He jumped off the porch and into the night, my mysterious dancer.
Feb 16th, 2007
I saw him at school.
Obviously I was bound to, I mean, c'mon. You can't get into a school dance without a school i.d.
There he was, in a darkened corner of the library, the darkened corner I usually sit in, waiting for me in his gorgeous tux, a black silk cape held in the front of his face, like the Phantom does in that one scene when the sing the point of no return song. (It was costume day at school.)
Anyway, so he flipped it off, just like the Phantom does, and whispered that he knew I would make it. He leaned down, and we kissed again. Kissed! Again!
Feb 17th, 2007
Drake.
It was Drake.
How do I know it was Drake?
Well, I saw someone waiting for me in the library corner, and I thought, yay! I finally get to see his face! So he turned around and it was Drake! I began shaking, and crying, and he pulled me into his arms, whispering that it was okay, and he was sorry, and he knew the note was Kelly's fault.
And of course, my heart soared, and he kissed me again, and now my mind is so fuzzy I can barely write.
Feb 20th, 2007
It's official. Drake and I are a 'thing'.
Every day, we have lunch together, the fingers on my right hand entwined with the fingers on his left. He walks me home every day, and lightly kisses me on the cheek. Two days ago, he held Tora up against a wall, and threatened to kick her royal ass if she didn't leave me alone.
Feb 22nd, 2007
So, here I am, in the bathroom again, washing my hands, and Tora comes up to me, Kelly and the other clones trailing behind her, a malicious grin on her face.
"So Jessica," She began, brushing a strand of beach-blond hair out of her face. "What's the deal with you and Drake? I mean, he held me UP AGAINST THE WALL. Didya put out for him or something?" How dare she! Like I would! So I just marched out of there, yelling behind me that I wasn't some fugly slut like she was.
I heard her gasping as she tried to think of a comeback.
Feb 23rd, 2007
It's my birthday!
Today, my BOYFRIEND (I love being able to call him that!) came up to me at lunch, and handed me a rose with a black ribbon tied around it. I can't believe he remembered my obsession with that movie! Then, after I had my birthday dinner- with cake and presents- Drake showed up and whisked me off to the Lakeside Theater, where they where showing Phantom of the Opera! I can't believe it! See, every week, they choose a movie to show from suggestions people have given them, as long as the movie is at least three years old. It was so romantic!
I cannot wait until HIS birthday.
Feb 25th, 2007
No.
Nonononono.
This isn't happening.
I'm moving.
Feb 27th, 2007
I refuse to move.
I told my parents that I refused to move and what did they say? They said I was acting like a child, and we were moving whether I wanted to or not.
I don't.
So, I told them that with their consent, they could let me live with Drake. Or my 25 year old sister who lives nearby. I mean, it was okay with her. And it would DEFINITELY be okay with Drake.
What was their response?
No way in hell would they let a 15 year old girl live with her 25 year old sister, or worse, with her boyfriend.
Why? Why does this always happen to me? My life is finally good for once, and something bad happens to ruin the whole affair.
Feb 28th, 2007
I'm running away.
I mean it. I already have everything packed, and when my parents fall asleep tonight I am out of there.
February. The month of love. Already, the 'spirit-lacking service club' is putting up pictures of Cupid, and big banners and the like, all in preparation for the big Valentine's Day Dance.
When I say big, I mean BIG. This is the most anticipated dance all year, with the exception of the prom. Everyone is excited, talking about what they will wear, and who they want to go with, and when they want to get there.
I'm sick of it.
I will not be attending. I have better things to do. And the one person I would want to go with hates me.
Feb 4th, 2007
I realized today how crazy Valentines Day is. The people who have someone are insufferable and those who have no one feel they need to find someone before V. day. Like for example I heard Tora talking to one of the plastics about how her boyfriend Craig wants her to put out for him. Normally I would tell Kelly this, or if we were in a fight I would tell Drake, and the two of us would laugh, and argue about who the best person to put out for was. And he'd tell me I wouldn't understand, because I wasn't a guy. But him and I are in a fight too!! I hate this. I really want to tell Drake how sorry I am, but I know he wont listen to me. I constantly find myself day dreaming about him. I accidentally told the counselor this and she told me I was sub-consciously in love with him. Whatever.
I hate my life.
Feb 7th, 2007
O...M...G...
Drake has melted into a heart throbbing pile of geeky-hotness before my very eyes.
I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't seen it.
Because, Drake usually has this scruffy, hardly-ever-washed skater-boy hair, and really ugly geek glasses, and bad hygiene.
So, yesterday, I heard Drake and his friend in the hallway, so I ducked into the bathroom, listening to the pair talk about how Drake's retarded mom had made him get a haircut. And I was all, whoa. That's different. Then, in science, Kristi and him got in a fight! Yay!!!
Anyway, so they were fighting, and SHE BROKE HIS GLASSES! I can't understand why he would ever want to hide his beautiful sea-green eyes behind those huge glasses, but his mom got him contact lenses, and he started actually WASHING HIS HAIR! And brushing his teeth! Apparently, his lack of hygiene is why Kristi broke up with him.
Feb 8th, 2007
God, I cant believe how popular Drake is now! I saw him walking down the hallway, one arm wrapped around one Plastic and the other arm wrapped around another. I miss him so much. I cant believe how incredible and hot and stab-me-in the-heart he looks. I soooooo badly want to make up with him. Maybe the counselor was right.
Maybe I am in love with him.
Feb 10th, 2007
CRAP!!! I hate Tora! I hate her! I HATE THAT FRACKING BITCH!!!
Okay. So after practically storming into the counselors office, tears in my eyes, with the help of her 'breathing exercises', I was able to calm down enough for my therapy session. So we were talking about why I was upset, and what had happened, and she offered to leave the room so I could write in my diary. So here I am.
Okay, so Drake was walking down the hallway- excuse me, STRUTTING down the hallway, like some proud rooster, and Tora and I were just kind of sitting there, stuffing crap in our lockers. So he came walking by, and she started giggling and twirling her hair, and kind of wiggled her way over to him and whispered something in his ear. I don't know what it was, but it made him laugh. Then, he asked her out! And not just to anywhere! He asked her to the V. Dance!
That's not all. After she said- gushed- that she would LOVE to go with him, and how happy she was that he had asked, they hugged, and he looked at me with this face that said, I know you hate her, but hey. I hate you.
Feb 11th, 2007
So, the story is that Tora broke up with Craig to go with Drake, who asked Tora out to make me jealous.
How do I know all of this?
Well, I was in the bathroom, (funny, how all of these thing reach my ears as I pee) and Tora and her clones were in there 'primping'. So Tora is talking about how hot Drake is, and one of her friends was all, "What about Craig?" And Tora said she had broken up with him because Drake was hotter.
And in Drake's case, I was talking to his friend Brandon, who I'm also kinda friends with, and he said that Drake totally liked me, but hated me at the same time. And I was like, are you serious? And he said that Drake had only asked Tora out to make me sad.
Well there ya go.
Feb 12th, 2007
So I got myself a ticket to the dance, right? A five dollar non-refundable ticket? Ya. And they JUST announced that it was a masquerade 'ball'. Or maybe I just heard about it.
Anyway, so now I need to come up with a suitable excuse for a costume/mask-ish thing.
Feb 13th, 2007
I made my mom run me down to the goodwill store, (you can find the best costumes there) to find a costume, and I found the perfect one!
It's this long, gorgeous black dress, and a white and gold mask that covers half my face, like the Phantom of the Opera's.
And Brandon asked me to the dance!
I can't believe it! Of course, I said yes, more because I didn't want to hurt his feelings than anything else, and because it might make Drake a tiny bit jealous.
Feb 15th, 2007
OMG
I got kissed last night!
Seriously! Full out, on-the-lips kissed!
Not that I know who it was or anything, but w/e.
So Brandon had his older brother drive us to the dance, in this totally sweet 65 mustang. When we got there, Brandon totally pointed out Tora, who was totally obvious, because she was in this skin tight slut dress, and the nerds were hovering around her, and then I saw him. Who? Idk. He was hovering on the outskirts of everyone else, looking incredible in his black tux and matching mask. He began to walk toward Brandon and I, and I heard a husky voice ask me to dance.
So I did.
He was amazing. He knew exactly what he was doing. I never even danced with Brandon, partially cause he danced with Tora half the night, but I 'm not upset. We never stopped, not once.
The dance ended and he offered to walk me home. He had his arm draped casually around my shoulder, and together we reached my porch.
Leaning toward me, he whispered in my ear with that wonderfully husky voice of his, you look lovely and kissed me. A full on, real kiss. I was speechless. He jumped off the porch and into the night, my mysterious dancer.
Feb 16th, 2007
I saw him at school.
Obviously I was bound to, I mean, c'mon. You can't get into a school dance without a school i.d.
There he was, in a darkened corner of the library, the darkened corner I usually sit in, waiting for me in his gorgeous tux, a black silk cape held in the front of his face, like the Phantom does in that one scene when the sing the point of no return song. (It was costume day at school.)
Anyway, so he flipped it off, just like the Phantom does, and whispered that he knew I would make it. He leaned down, and we kissed again. Kissed! Again!
Feb 17th, 2007
Drake.
It was Drake.
How do I know it was Drake?
Well, I saw someone waiting for me in the library corner, and I thought, yay! I finally get to see his face! So he turned around and it was Drake! I began shaking, and crying, and he pulled me into his arms, whispering that it was okay, and he was sorry, and he knew the note was Kelly's fault.
And of course, my heart soared, and he kissed me again, and now my mind is so fuzzy I can barely write.
Feb 20th, 2007
It's official. Drake and I are a 'thing'.
Every day, we have lunch together, the fingers on my right hand entwined with the fingers on his left. He walks me home every day, and lightly kisses me on the cheek. Two days ago, he held Tora up against a wall, and threatened to kick her royal ass if she didn't leave me alone.
Feb 22nd, 2007
So, here I am, in the bathroom again, washing my hands, and Tora comes up to me, Kelly and the other clones trailing behind her, a malicious grin on her face.
"So Jessica," She began, brushing a strand of beach-blond hair out of her face. "What's the deal with you and Drake? I mean, he held me UP AGAINST THE WALL. Didya put out for him or something?" How dare she! Like I would! So I just marched out of there, yelling behind me that I wasn't some fugly slut like she was.
I heard her gasping as she tried to think of a comeback.
Feb 23rd, 2007
It's my birthday!
Today, my BOYFRIEND (I love being able to call him that!) came up to me at lunch, and handed me a rose with a black ribbon tied around it. I can't believe he remembered my obsession with that movie! Then, after I had my birthday dinner- with cake and presents- Drake showed up and whisked me off to the Lakeside Theater, where they where showing Phantom of the Opera! I can't believe it! See, every week, they choose a movie to show from suggestions people have given them, as long as the movie is at least three years old. It was so romantic!
I cannot wait until HIS birthday.
Feb 25th, 2007
No.
Nonononono.
This isn't happening.
I'm moving.
Feb 27th, 2007
I refuse to move.
I told my parents that I refused to move and what did they say? They said I was acting like a child, and we were moving whether I wanted to or not.
I don't.
So, I told them that with their consent, they could let me live with Drake. Or my 25 year old sister who lives nearby. I mean, it was okay with her. And it would DEFINITELY be okay with Drake.
What was their response?
No way in hell would they let a 15 year old girl live with her 25 year old sister, or worse, with her boyfriend.
Why? Why does this always happen to me? My life is finally good for once, and something bad happens to ruin the whole affair.
Feb 28th, 2007
I'm running away.
I mean it. I already have everything packed, and when my parents fall asleep tonight I am out of there.
