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halfway in, halfway out joejoe, you are by far one of the bestest people ever. thank you for driving me when i was left, once again. moving on. dos dedos. two fingers where? oh don't you wish you knew. i had a semi decent day at school today. me and jess are on semi-speaking terms, i guess as long as we don't talk about anything of significance, then we're okay. i'm quite jealous that she has gotten so into frassati, because that's something i've always wanted to do. but now its her thing, and i'll feel like im intruding upon her turf. i mean, i know its not her's at all, but i just.. eh. because i know its more then just "sitting around and praying". i like theology. i like my religon. i may not agree with all of its teachings, but i respect it and somewhat live by it. some of it. but that's not even the point. i wish i was involved in some group that would welcome me with open arms and stuff. but i'm just kind of floating around trying to find where i fit in. i found myself back down at wendy's today. with cameron C, not my boyfriend, julie, laura, patrick.., all the potheads. i felt semi-left out because i don't smoke weed, but not really. i know i don't fit in there, and i don't quite fit in with kizzathryn and maggy and such, as much as i would like to. i used to have my saftey, my core group where i belonged, but now im not so sure. so i must definently got halfway in trouble today! rogo, our vice principal, pulled me and jemily into his office, reprimanding me for halfway shanking emmy. and then he made me leave, and he told jemily to lay off of the pda in school. fun stuff. that's the most trouble i've gotten into at school. guess that's a good thing. haha. but now i must actually do work. yes i know, this is a first. but i have a feeling jordan won't speak to me anymore if i don't have some info for our english project. and i must do an outline for history. bleh. whatever. dos dedos. +The Last Five+ |