tbqb12

my stupid mouth
2003-10-22 19:15:47 (UTC)

tales from the qube

i'm not ready to disclose the details of the last entry.
it's too soon. i just can't believe this is happening
again. i need some release, but i know i can't tell anyone
yet. but i really can't even fathom that i have to deal
with these same things, which were unrelated in the past,
simultaneously. school is my escape, my only escape. i
know it sounds crazy, but i've decided to just not think
about it when at school. i can be myself at school, but i
feel guilty about that.

craziest thing! lauren couldn't bring me to work because
she had to stay after school for photography (which i
didn't even know that she took), so i resigned myself to
taking the bus. i had gotten off the bus and was walking
towards the groomer's when i saw josh and some other band
kid (come to think of it, i never asked him his name) in
the parking lot. they were going to the bank, but it was
closed. i went inside to discover that, yet again, betsy
(the owner) did not come into work today, meaning that
there was nothing for me to do there. josh was still in
the parking lot, so i asked him to bring me home. he's
such a good-natured kid. but, imagine my luck. what are
the chances that he would be there at the exact time that i
was?

i brought my tom brady bobble-head doll in because mr.
mulcahy was making fun of the patriots/tom brady/etc. he
kept it on his desk for most of the rest of the day to show
some girl (who has an infatuation that is more superficial
than mine because she only likes him for his looks), and he
said that all his stidents were asking him where he got it,
but he "kept it a secret."

jeff made note of his birthday in my daily planner today,
so now i know for sure when it is. of course, i probably
could've scared him a lot by pretending to guess it and
getting it right on the first try since it is when i
thought it was.




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