Well, I'm going to quickly write about my horrible Friday. It was passing period after homeroom. I was pulled over for a kiss and I'm always so nervous whenever there are other people around. So, I end up saying something like "Hi.." then a quick peck then I run off..literally. I bet he thinks I'm weird. Aha. Well, I am weird though.
I get pick on during French to do an example. My teacher pick three people before me and they didn't have to say anything in French. When it was my turn, he says: "Jazmine, please repeat: (something extremely long and complicated in French.)" My response: " ....ahahah*cough*...Répéter, s'il vous plaît..." His response: " *LONG SIGH(basically saying 'wtf is wrong with this student?')" Then he repeats everything in small bits and pieces. Horray.
It was a sad moment for me. ; u ;
After we finished most of the lesson, our teacher gave out cheese. Oh, god. This is where everything goes wrong. I asked him for a little piece, he gives me a huge chunk and a tiny piece of bread. Of course it would be rude not to eat it...I should have been rude. Before I tasted it, my friend took a small bite and started gagging like crazy. The girl behind me raised her hand and bang on the table to get the attention of our teacher to go to the bathroom. She was already at the door before he could answer. Aha. I ate it, I felt sick, and apparently had horrible breath. I begged EVERYONE for gum. After that period, I walked through the hall and bumped into my boyfriend. I threw my hand over my mouth before I even spoke and tried to tell him the story. He just gave me a weird look. Yep, I'm crazy.
Today my mom yelled at the workers at Joannes!
LEZZ GO MARC DARNALDS!
Yesterday ended with a somewhat sad face. I kept wondering about it..
Today ended with a hungry tummy, a plan for Friday, this sentence and a thought.
