Hey readers! 'Tis the weekend, and a three day weekend at that! By the way, the picture below is Ryan Ross, of Panic! at the Disco. And he's only 19, unlike a 28-year-old I know... Hahaha. I found this on Youtube, I guess it aired like yesterday or something? I've been waiting to see it ever since I saw commercials for the new season of Cribs: http://youtube.com/watch?v=TbMPnGhWrJg. I heart him.
Yesterday was Drama meeting during. It seems cool. I'm especially looking forward to the parties :) I hate how it's so stereotypically feminine to be in Drama. All my guy friends were like, "Haha, yeah right," when I asked them if they wanted to go. Then I get back to my friends after the meeting and Ginny and Sam come running up saying, "Hahahaha, Olivia's a THESPIAN! Hahaha!" Get it? Thespian, lesbian. Real funny. I also wanted to go to the Productions meeting after school but Nicole couldn't and I don't know anyone who was going, so I guess I'll just go next week. Chad promised he'd go with me.
I really can't wait to start getting into student activities. I'm going to do Drama and Productions; my friends and I are doing Key Club, and Ginny suggested Student Council because you get to plan stuff like homecoming floats and morp.
I finished my first Computer Graphic Art project, a notebook cover. It's sahweet...
I'm coming to terms with the whole Connor thing. I just have to accept it as it is. There really is nothing I can do.
Andy (Spanish class guy) is super-dee-duperty nice. Honestly, I've known him for about a week, and he just like goes out of his way to make you feel comfortable. Like today, we were working on our "Yo Soy" poems, and I forgot to bring a picture of myself, and I didn't put my name on the list for kids who would need copies of their class photo thingy. I saw she had a black and white copy of the original, but I didn't see any color for me. I took the black and white one back to my desk and started to work. Andy goes over to the table to get his picture, then comes back with the (cut-out) color photo of me. I gave him aplauso. Haha, my little table group are the only people who put the hands up on the wall. Read them some time.
Sorry this post jumped around so much. I just wanted to get it down.
And remember, it's really hard to come up with these little reminders every time you post!
--OMG! I just found out Sydney's moving back to SD in December!!! Ahh so excited!
Friday, August 31, 2007
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Sugar, We're Goin Down
*dream sequence*
Sam: "Olivia, I like you. I know it doesn't seem like I do, but I really do."
Olivia: "Um.. okay... can I talk to you later?" [Crap! He can't like me! I couldn't ever go out with him... that would be the worst with Ginny. I do want a boyfriend... But nah, not Sam! That's too bleck!]
*end of dream sequence*
Yeah, I dreamed that last night. I don't know how SAM came into it, but I do know where all the hormonal stuff is coming from. I think it's good to know that I wouldn't go for Sam, and I'd think of Ginny. Even though it was a dream. It's kind of a relief that I know I'm definitely not interested it Sam. He's about the only guy I am sure about right now.
I also dreamed that that guy from spanish (uh, I think his name is Andy?) liked me too. And I was all confused because I thought I had established that I didn't like him like that, but he was fair boyfriend game. I remember that I was talking to him, and I was going to let him down easy, but then I started to hold his hand and... I couldn't say no. It's not like I was in it only for that. It just made me see him in a new light, is what I'm trying to say.
I saw Andy in Spanish today, and I keep telling myself that I don't--shouldn't-- like him. But I just don't know.
Eheh, I told Chad about the Sam part of my dream. He got kind of wierded out too. Oopsy.
I saw Connor again at lunch when I went to go see Nicole, and the whole time I'm just like,'Why won't you freaking remember me?!?!'
Lab day-scheduling is not cool. TWO HOURS per class. Yeah, it kind of sucks. And I have all my bad classes on Wednesday (Spanish, English, math), and my good classes on Thursday (Computers, P.E., and Bio. Okay, so Bio's not good. But still). I wish they would be like mixed up so I have a good class on Wednesdays too. I like getting out early though :)
And remember, hormonal teenage girls are dangerous!
Sam: "Olivia, I like you. I know it doesn't seem like I do, but I really do."
Olivia: "Um.. okay... can I talk to you later?" [Crap! He can't like me! I couldn't ever go out with him... that would be the worst with Ginny. I do want a boyfriend... But nah, not Sam! That's too bleck!]
*end of dream sequence*
Yeah, I dreamed that last night. I don't know how SAM came into it, but I do know where all the hormonal stuff is coming from. I think it's good to know that I wouldn't go for Sam, and I'd think of Ginny. Even though it was a dream. It's kind of a relief that I know I'm definitely not interested it Sam. He's about the only guy I am sure about right now.
I also dreamed that that guy from spanish (uh, I think his name is Andy?) liked me too. And I was all confused because I thought I had established that I didn't like him like that, but he was fair boyfriend game. I remember that I was talking to him, and I was going to let him down easy, but then I started to hold his hand and... I couldn't say no. It's not like I was in it only for that. It just made me see him in a new light, is what I'm trying to say.
I saw Andy in Spanish today, and I keep telling myself that I don't--shouldn't-- like him. But I just don't know.
Eheh, I told Chad about the Sam part of my dream. He got kind of wierded out too. Oopsy.
I saw Connor again at lunch when I went to go see Nicole, and the whole time I'm just like,'Why won't you freaking remember me?!?!'
Lab day-scheduling is not cool. TWO HOURS per class. Yeah, it kind of sucks. And I have all my bad classes on Wednesday (Spanish, English, math), and my good classes on Thursday (Computers, P.E., and Bio. Okay, so Bio's not good. But still). I wish they would be like mixed up so I have a good class on Wednesdays too. I like getting out early though :)
And remember, hormonal teenage girls are dangerous!
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
I Don't Dance!
Today was very boring.
Period one: Mrs. Singleton is pretty weird... we're going to learn a lot this year though. This guy named Troy sits next to me, and he went to my elementary school! I used to have a crush on him... look like he put on some weight. Haha. Funny story, the first day of school, we picked seats and I sat next to him, not even realizing who it was (not because of the weight thing!). I still don't even notice his name when Mrs. Singleton took attendance. Five minutes later, I see him, turn to Sarah, and go, "OMG! Is that Troy white?" and she looks at me and goes, "Yesss, very good Olivia." Then I said hi to him and he recognized me too. Yeah.
Period two: Photoshop is pretty fun to mess around with. There are pictures of people that we work with, and it's hilarious what you can do to some of them! I'm getting more comfortable talking to the girl next to me, also.
Period three: I didn't know we had to do flashcards for homework last night, so I didn't get the five points. I finished during class, though, so I asked if she could just stamp me off there, but NO, I had to come after school to get the freaking three points. But I'm a grade-grubber in Spanish, so I went anyway. Those guys (yeah, two, not one) that sit next to me are super nice. But definitely more friend material.
Period four: What's period four again? Oh yeah, bio. Zzzz.
We made these posters with these peramids representing organisms and populations and crap. Billy Nelson is in my group and he asked why there were a bunch of dogs and a bat on my shirt. I said, "If I tell you, you'll think I'm weird." But he insisted. So I told him about Pete Wentz and Clandestine and he called me CREEPY. Takes one to know one, bucko!
*Lunch*: It was pretty boring. Sit, eat, sit, eat. I sat next to Chad though, like I usually do :)
Period five: I learned many things in good ole algebra. For one, I discovered that Mrs. Watson has a very poor fashion sense. The second thing I learned is that Aiden, aka Cute Math Guy, is a 10th grader. So he's not a junior, which is good. And he looks good in anything he wears. Especially that hat...
Period six: The dreaded P.E. Our uniform is so flipping ughhh. Uncomfortable, I believe is the word. We played racquetball while the guys ran. Haha, sucks for them. I really wish I had been partners with you, Nicole, because Kathryn is very racquetball challenged.
*After school*: I had to go see Profe Cashion (ugh) about the flashcards. The good (great, fabulous, super) news is that Chad came with me. He went out of his way to go with me! In the hallway when I was waiting for Chad to get something from his locker, Nicole Wright points at me from across the hall and goes, "Oh my gosh! I LOVE your shirt! Where did you get it?" I suspect she is a Pete Wentz fan also, because who does that otherwise?
General: In case you were wondering, I won't be doing my blog like this every time. I just found it easier for today. I saw Connor again in the hallway. I've come to the conclusion that I find guys with white-blond hair more attractive. Like John from seventh grade (although he was really a red head... long story), Connor, and that guy in my computers class. I got 3 compliments on my shirt today. Pete would be so proud :)
The homework... it calls to me...
And remember, last period P.E. + basketball shorts= never able to wear leggings again!
Period one: Mrs. Singleton is pretty weird... we're going to learn a lot this year though. This guy named Troy sits next to me, and he went to my elementary school! I used to have a crush on him... look like he put on some weight. Haha. Funny story, the first day of school, we picked seats and I sat next to him, not even realizing who it was (not because of the weight thing!). I still don't even notice his name when Mrs. Singleton took attendance. Five minutes later, I see him, turn to Sarah, and go, "OMG! Is that Troy white?" and she looks at me and goes, "Yesss, very good Olivia." Then I said hi to him and he recognized me too. Yeah.
Period two: Photoshop is pretty fun to mess around with. There are pictures of people that we work with, and it's hilarious what you can do to some of them! I'm getting more comfortable talking to the girl next to me, also.
Period three: I didn't know we had to do flashcards for homework last night, so I didn't get the five points. I finished during class, though, so I asked if she could just stamp me off there, but NO, I had to come after school to get the freaking three points. But I'm a grade-grubber in Spanish, so I went anyway. Those guys (yeah, two, not one) that sit next to me are super nice. But definitely more friend material.
Period four: What's period four again? Oh yeah, bio. Zzzz.
We made these posters with these peramids representing organisms and populations and crap. Billy Nelson is in my group and he asked why there were a bunch of dogs and a bat on my shirt. I said, "If I tell you, you'll think I'm weird." But he insisted. So I told him about Pete Wentz and Clandestine and he called me CREEPY. Takes one to know one, bucko!
*Lunch*: It was pretty boring. Sit, eat, sit, eat. I sat next to Chad though, like I usually do :)
Period five: I learned many things in good ole algebra. For one, I discovered that Mrs. Watson has a very poor fashion sense. The second thing I learned is that Aiden, aka Cute Math Guy, is a 10th grader. So he's not a junior, which is good. And he looks good in anything he wears. Especially that hat...
Period six: The dreaded P.E. Our uniform is so flipping ughhh. Uncomfortable, I believe is the word. We played racquetball while the guys ran. Haha, sucks for them. I really wish I had been partners with you, Nicole, because Kathryn is very racquetball challenged.
*After school*: I had to go see Profe Cashion (ugh) about the flashcards. The good (great, fabulous, super) news is that Chad came with me. He went out of his way to go with me! In the hallway when I was waiting for Chad to get something from his locker, Nicole Wright points at me from across the hall and goes, "Oh my gosh! I LOVE your shirt! Where did you get it?" I suspect she is a Pete Wentz fan also, because who does that otherwise?
General: In case you were wondering, I won't be doing my blog like this every time. I just found it easier for today. I saw Connor again in the hallway. I've come to the conclusion that I find guys with white-blond hair more attractive. Like John from seventh grade (although he was really a red head... long story), Connor, and that guy in my computers class. I got 3 compliments on my shirt today. Pete would be so proud :)
The homework... it calls to me...
And remember, last period P.E. + basketball shorts= never able to wear leggings again!
Monday, August 27, 2007
Our Work of Art
Look! Updating! Today's Monday, and I don't know where the weekend went. I did nothing on Saturday, and on Sunday I went to my softball pool party at Nina's. Her pool is niiice. It was all quite sentimental; we gave to coaches scrapbooks and we got faux-tros (fake trophies, because the ASA never sent us any from Nationals)! And while I was there I found out Derwood is going to coach Fall Ball. Whoopee.
In computer graphic art I sit in this row at the edge, a junior/senior girl next to me, and two junior/senior guys next to her. Today one of them is like, "Uh, hey, do you have a sister?"
*sigh*"No."
"Oh, uh, there's this girl that looks like you."
"Oh, what was her name?"
"I think it was, uh, like, Sam."
"Yeah, I get that a lot."
I don't look like her, okay! Why do people keep telling me I look like her?... rant over.
I'd like to note, in my spanish class there's a kinda somewhat goofy-cute kid who sits next to me. And he's really nice. And he says he's in Algebra 3-4. More later.
At lunch I had to go to the administrative office and on the way I saw the 'academy group' (yes I still refer to them as that) and I walked between their little hallway sitting area. I saw Connor. On a side note, Nicole might kiss Connor playing spin the bottle this weekend. *screamfaintdie*
Afternoon P.E. is really really hot. Heat hot, not hawt hot. And I figured out today that racquetball is pretty much nothing like tennis... it's way dumber.
It's established that Chad and I walk up to the intersection after school together :) So today he's telling me this story about his brother and how he likes some girl but shes not allowed to date... And so, naturally, I ask what the point of the story is. And Chad goes, "Well, there's a question at the end." There's no way I was getting my hopes up. But come on! Anyway, he goes on and on about how his brother really likes her blahblahblah, and he gets to the end, and he's like, "So... what could they be called even if they weren't technically 'dating', but it still means the same thing?"
'Gee, thanks for asking.' "Umm, friends with benefits?" *haha*
Would we not be perfect??? I want to walk up that hill holding hands and ughh... To steal a phrase, I'm asdljkfsdkling right now. But I'm not going to do anything about it. He has to come to me this time.
And now that there is nothing else to write, I guess I have to go do my homework now.
And remember, if a guy is named Cute Math Guy, then he's always gonna be cute-- it's his name!
In computer graphic art I sit in this row at the edge, a junior/senior girl next to me, and two junior/senior guys next to her. Today one of them is like, "Uh, hey, do you have a sister?"
*sigh*"No."
"Oh, uh, there's this girl that looks like you."
"Oh, what was her name?"
"I think it was, uh, like, Sam."
"Yeah, I get that a lot."
I don't look like her, okay! Why do people keep telling me I look like her?... rant over.
I'd like to note, in my spanish class there's a kinda somewhat goofy-cute kid who sits next to me. And he's really nice. And he says he's in Algebra 3-4. More later.
At lunch I had to go to the administrative office and on the way I saw the 'academy group' (yes I still refer to them as that) and I walked between their little hallway sitting area. I saw Connor. On a side note, Nicole might kiss Connor playing spin the bottle this weekend. *screamfaintdie*
Afternoon P.E. is really really hot. Heat hot, not hawt hot. And I figured out today that racquetball is pretty much nothing like tennis... it's way dumber.
It's established that Chad and I walk up to the intersection after school together :) So today he's telling me this story about his brother and how he likes some girl but shes not allowed to date... And so, naturally, I ask what the point of the story is. And Chad goes, "Well, there's a question at the end." There's no way I was getting my hopes up. But come on! Anyway, he goes on and on about how his brother really likes her blahblahblah, and he gets to the end, and he's like, "So... what could they be called even if they weren't technically 'dating', but it still means the same thing?"
'Gee, thanks for asking.' "Umm, friends with benefits?" *haha*
Would we not be perfect??? I want to walk up that hill holding hands and ughh... To steal a phrase, I'm asdljkfsdkling right now. But I'm not going to do anything about it. He has to come to me this time.
And now that there is nothing else to write, I guess I have to go do my homework now.
And remember, if a guy is named Cute Math Guy, then he's always gonna be cute-- it's his name!
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Put Up or Shut Up
Yes, I made a blog. Again. And I'm not even going to promise to update this begin who knows if I actually will. I'm hoping the fact that I'm not putting pressure on myself to update means that I will update. Because I'm wierd like that.
High school started last Wednesday. It's okay. It's not as awesome as I had built it up to be, but it's not horrible. I was looking forward to all the new people, and I'm not disappointed, but I don't think I took into account the fact that for all these new people in my classes, some old people had to go. Ginny's not in any of my classes. I think that'll effect our friendship because... she's the kind of person you have to be around a lot to stay friends with. Figure that out on your own. I digress...
Plenty of new people. New boys ;) and, uh, new girls (not wink). Back to boys. There are a bunch of cute juniors and seniors in my computer graphic art class, but I'm just a *tiny* bit intimidated by them, so I don't have expectations for that kind of stuff in that class. And anyway, those guys aren't exactly the sharpest knives. If you know what I mean. There's this guy, Aiden, in my math class who is pretty cute and smart. Unless he's a junior, which would make him kind of dim.
Guys. Things will get better guy-wise for me in high school, because they have to. I still like Chad, and I know he would be the perfect boyfriend for me, but I've been down that road and it wasn't pretty. I am confused by my feelings for Connor now and that kind of sucks. I still think he's cute and wish something had happened last year. To make it worse, I see him all the time in the hallways but I don't have any classes with him. Oh, and the fact that he has a 'water polo body,' according to Summer. Thanks for that image. That should help me get over him.
Friends are still confusing. I can tell I'm going to drift away from my circle this year, because I'm already starting to drift a little bit. And just when I felt secure. But Nicole is in my P.E. class, which is pretty freaking awesome. :)
High school started last Wednesday. It's okay. It's not as awesome as I had built it up to be, but it's not horrible. I was looking forward to all the new people, and I'm not disappointed, but I don't think I took into account the fact that for all these new people in my classes, some old people had to go. Ginny's not in any of my classes. I think that'll effect our friendship because... she's the kind of person you have to be around a lot to stay friends with. Figure that out on your own. I digress...
Plenty of new people. New boys ;) and, uh, new girls (not wink). Back to boys. There are a bunch of cute juniors and seniors in my computer graphic art class, but I'm just a *tiny* bit intimidated by them, so I don't have expectations for that kind of stuff in that class. And anyway, those guys aren't exactly the sharpest knives. If you know what I mean. There's this guy, Aiden, in my math class who is pretty cute and smart. Unless he's a junior, which would make him kind of dim.
Guys. Things will get better guy-wise for me in high school, because they have to. I still like Chad, and I know he would be the perfect boyfriend for me, but I've been down that road and it wasn't pretty. I am confused by my feelings for Connor now and that kind of sucks. I still think he's cute and wish something had happened last year. To make it worse, I see him all the time in the hallways but I don't have any classes with him. Oh, and the fact that he has a 'water polo body,' according to Summer. Thanks for that image. That should help me get over him.
Friends are still confusing. I can tell I'm going to drift away from my circle this year, because I'm already starting to drift a little bit. And just when I felt secure. But Nicole is in my P.E. class, which is pretty freaking awesome. :)
And remember, Fall Out Boy loves you!
P.S.- My math teacher is a Nazi. That is all.
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