20111005
The update
First of all, Steve Jobs passed away today. Cupertino must be having a bad day; first the deadly shooting then Steve Jobs? Man. R.I.P. <3
Today was simply terrible when it comes to school. We had a Socratic seminar during Lit H today; I had a billion questions and ideas to say, but I just couldn't open my mouth because of my boyfriend Derrick. He's amazing at those type of things and his observations in literature are much more detailed than mine. Just think of his observations as elaborate puzzles and detail while mine has to do with an apple with a worm inside it. Then right when the seminar was about to end, Derrick asks in front of the whole class, "Jazmine, do you have any observations you would like to share?" and I'm just like, "Fuck, right when I lose my idea."
Well, afterwards I just felt like crying because I wasted all my awesome ideas and didn't say a thing. ./lowest grade in the whole seminar.
I'm not much of a talker.
After school totally made up for it though. A bunch of Hawaiian club members went over to my friend Shelden's house and my friend Oksana and I cooked up the leftover chicken and pineapple from Fall Fest. We seasoned it with just salt and pepper; no sauce required to eat OUR delicious chicken! It was beyond fun and hanging with such a large group of friends was something I haven't done in awhile; it was good for me.
Good day, hopefully we'll do it again. (:
POV
your look: What a whore, she played me.
their look: Awh, she and her boyfriend are so cute. She's such a sweetie.
your band of friends: I'm ashamed of her. What a bizatch.
my band of friends: I understand, he does seem sorta like a jerk when I think about it.
the unknown: Who and who? Who is that? She's sorta stupid and he's sorta flamboyant.
parents: He was a bad influence; we told you so.
my look: I ain't even mad; I'm in love with somebody else.
their look: Awh, she and her boyfriend are so cute. She's such a sweetie.
your band of friends: I'm ashamed of her. What a bizatch.
my band of friends: I understand, he does seem sorta like a jerk when I think about it.
the unknown: Who and who? Who is that? She's sorta stupid and he's sorta flamboyant.
parents: He was a bad influence; we told you so.
my look: I ain't even mad; I'm in love with somebody else.
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