I miss it, yeah, but have found that simply not going to church helps the pain. I'm such a horrible Catholic.
I never did find the disks. But when I went by 203, low and behold, the document was on my beloved 3 of 4. I thought I had deleted it, but oh well, I was happy it was there. Cardona and I hung out and talked abit, and I got to chat with Mr. Seay, who is still way cool. Saw K-ron too, but she seemed a little weirded out to see me. Sir invited by for the next Tuesday, too. I got what I needed done there, and then high-tailed it out of there to go meet Alex at the Quarry. I don't remember what we did, but it was fun. Oh, I think we went to go see Collateral. Or was that later on in the week? *confused*
I got a postcard from Esa from New York, and then when I met up with her later I got a T-shirt. Actually, just yesterday was when I got it. We both stopped by Sir's to drop off the techie info and doughnuts, which we thought might help ease the situation. Found out K-ron is going to become editor and techie, which is so super cool. She'll do a fantastic job. I had really wanted Talley for editor because she'd stick around, but no, this is fine. And I can trust K-ron with my old computer. And she's smart, so this all works out very well.
I got a postcard from Esa from New York, and then when I met up with her later I got a T-shirt. Actually, just yesterday was when I got it. We both stopped by Sir's to drop off the techie info and doughnuts, which we thought might help ease the situation. Found out K-ron is going to become editor and techie, which is so super cool. She'll do a fantastic job. I had really wanted Talley for editor because she'd stick around, but no, this is fine. And I can trust K-ron with my old computer. And she's smart, so this all works out very well.
So after we managed to escape out of 203 (me and Esa weren't really comfortable there to begin with) we wandered over to Mr. Seay's room and made faces in the window, but Esa was too short. Then we visited Mr. Scales, who invited us to come by next Monday and watch us some anime. Me and Esa nodded and said sure, but we don't know if we will...Esa starts school on Wednesday, and quite frankly, IWHS doesn't feel like our school anymore. It's weird, like it's just some random school's halls we're walking through. I don't feel any connection at all anymore to the place. Yeah, sometimes I look around and memories come to me, but they're disassociated from the actual physical place. It's other people's school now, and my friends and I have been erased from it...and that's okay, because we've moved on, and for some reason IWHS just doesn't matter to me anymore.
So Esa and I were walking down the stairs, talking about how we seemed so detached from the school, when Esa looks up at that ugly mural on the wall from the class of '03, and is like, "I hate that mural. We should have had one."
To which I replied with, "I always wanted to add my name to it. You know, just to leave my mark."
"Yeah, that'd be cool."
"I don't have a permanent marker, though. C'mon, let's go to the registar's office and get one."
"Are you serious?!"
"Yeah, c'mon. You know you have more fun when you're with me."
To which I replied with, "I always wanted to add my name to it. You know, just to leave my mark."
"Yeah, that'd be cool."
"I don't have a permanent marker, though. C'mon, let's go to the registar's office and get one."
"Are you serious?!"
"Yeah, c'mon. You know you have more fun when you're with me."
"More trouble, you mean."
But we got the marker and added our names and year. Felt sort of special. I mean, at worst they could paint over it. It sort of reminded me of that time Bianca and I ran around the whole school writing 'Shibby' over every surface in chalk.
And then Teresa and I left, happy to be finally free of that horrid place and going on to new things. Oh, we also picked up our yearbooks. We then spent the rest of the day hanging out at my house, eating at EZ's and hanging out at Barnes&Nobles. There was a hour in there when I locked my keys in the house and my Grandma had to come by to let me in, but let's not talk about that.
Also, we found out that Jenn has already left to Florida. That was a big surprise.
And Andrew, Jenn's boyfriend's friend, is going out with me next Saturday on a blind date. We'll see how it goes. The phone conversation was extremely awkward.
Um, today I went out with Alex. Again. I love hanging out with her and I love how she's always on the same wavelength as me. As we once put it: She's the Fanfic Harry Potter to my fanfic Draco Malfoy, but in a PG-rated parody fic.
She's going to be on TV and meet Sandra Cisneros! I'm so proud of Alex! And it's about damn time the rest of the world realize how cool she is. Some anti-drug commerical, I think. But the important thing is that this is all tied to Gemini ink. We all remember those workshops, don't we?
In the yearbook, I was: most likely to begin a sentence with "Sir"
Teresa: Most likely to NOT be a lawyer
Alex: Most likely to never lose that leather jacket
Jenn: Most likely to attend every anime convention
But we got the marker and added our names and year. Felt sort of special. I mean, at worst they could paint over it. It sort of reminded me of that time Bianca and I ran around the whole school writing 'Shibby' over every surface in chalk.
And then Teresa and I left, happy to be finally free of that horrid place and going on to new things. Oh, we also picked up our yearbooks. We then spent the rest of the day hanging out at my house, eating at EZ's and hanging out at Barnes&Nobles. There was a hour in there when I locked my keys in the house and my Grandma had to come by to let me in, but let's not talk about that.
Also, we found out that Jenn has already left to Florida. That was a big surprise.
And Andrew, Jenn's boyfriend's friend, is going out with me next Saturday on a blind date. We'll see how it goes. The phone conversation was extremely awkward.
Um, today I went out with Alex. Again. I love hanging out with her and I love how she's always on the same wavelength as me. As we once put it: She's the Fanfic Harry Potter to my fanfic Draco Malfoy, but in a PG-rated parody fic.
She's going to be on TV and meet Sandra Cisneros! I'm so proud of Alex! And it's about damn time the rest of the world realize how cool she is. Some anti-drug commerical, I think. But the important thing is that this is all tied to Gemini ink. We all remember those workshops, don't we?
In the yearbook, I was: most likely to begin a sentence with "Sir"
Teresa: Most likely to NOT be a lawyer
Alex: Most likely to never lose that leather jacket
Jenn: Most likely to attend every anime convention
I liked mine. It's true, isn't it? All year, it was always, "Sir, could you..." "Sir, are we..." "Sir, when..."