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awww. poor ny. but really... that's not mean so much as flakey. that's a bad reflection of her knowing herself. not a bad reflection of you.

Weeeelll.. lets see. Today wasn't exactly the day to top off all days... That meaning that it basically sucked... although I did try to make the best of it, and that's pretty good, because I usually just give up on days I feel like crap.

So anyway, I only got to bed at a little past midnight, and I woke up at 6:30 in the morning, so I could go to school.

I was supposed to bring pillows for some skit in Social Studies, but I just decided not to, just because.

My hair was being stupid, I had huge circles under my eyes and my fake ******** eyelashes wouldn't go on properly. I wanted to slap my mother across the face just because she didn't understand what I was saying. Now, don't get me wrong, I love my mother so much, but I just can't tolerate her all the time when I'm moody. And no, I would never actually hurt her.

Then, the bus was late. That sucked, but then I managed to be super early to school. Go figure.

I had barely anything to do during my 80 minute spare first block. But whenever I would walk down the hallway, Alyssa managed to be in the hallway and would whisper to her friends how much of a whore I am. neutral

Then, during my English class the second block, I got called down to the office. This is something that rarely happens to me, ever. I think its like the second time, on a bad issue.

So anyway, I go down to the office, and ask what my message is for. They tell me to go see the principal. I was a little shocked, and kind of hoped it'd be some kind of scholarship, or award, or something cool like that.

Wrong.

I sit down at the desk and the principal tells me that:
"I have recieved several complaints from students and some staff members about how revealing you dress."

Excuse me? I know I do dress more "revealing" than some people at our school, but I've never done so in distaste. I'm skinny and I happen to be one of the few people in this town that is blessed with a better figure than most. Why should I be in trouble for being proud of myself, especially after having a negative self-esteem for I don't know how many years.

But apparently my biggest issue is how short my skirts are. I've seen shorter, on girls who are much less good looking than I. Have they gotten in trouble for it? Noooo. It says in the student manual that when a person is standing, the tips of their fingers should be touching the bottom on their skirt. The shortest skirt I wear is exactly that, all of them are longer. But still I get in trouble? Oh the irony. But, I guess I knew it was coming, I mean everyone is just so jealous that they can't be as thin as me.

Then, just random things kept going wrong. It was gay.

BUT, in good news, I finished reading the school play that I'm going to be co-starring in next semester and I found out that Killer Queen (she and I go to the same school and hang out all the time) gets to kiss Ian at the end of the play. I "awwww-ed" when I read that part, and as soon as I saw her, I told her and she cheered right up. That made me really happy, she seemed so sad this morning.

And I also got to talk to my French teacher about being an exchange student in France or Quebec next year. She seemed really enthusiastic about me going. I think it would amazing to go.

Oh, and I was complaining to some of my friends about me being in trouble about wearing "provokative" clothing and they thought it was dumb, and we're gonna start a revolution.

Did I mention that I almost burst out laughing when I was talking to the principal about my innapropiate dressing behaviour.

Sorry, I know this is a b***h thread... but I just wanted to mention all of everything that happened. sweatdrop heart

So I decided to go back to school. Mostly because the first time I went to school, I made poor decisions and screwed a lot of stuff up, and I'm trying to start the last five years of my life over again so I can do it right this time. I hop on the net and I do some searching until I find a college I might be interested in attending. Sadly, I'm stuck looking for a cheap one since I'm poor.

My plan was to go part time, since I have all the gen ed's done. I should be done in about the same time as before. Besides, two degrees look better on a resume than one. So I send them my information and sign all that stuff to release the information they need to start the enrollment process.

Then I wait.

And I waited a little more.

Then I got a phone call.

Apearently, I am unable to attend that college of my choice and take the classes that I wanted to because, and this was a shock to me, I never graduated college. Now I sat there for a moment, in silence, wondering what was going on. I asked her if she had the right file, and I gave her all my information again just to be sure. She went over everything and confirmed that the information they recieved stated that I never graduated. Now at this moment, the only proof of me graduating that I can give to this woman over the phone is me saying, "But I did graduate from College."

As you can guess, that isn't enough proof to sway this lady on the phone. She tells me that if a misstake has been made, it was made by my old college, and that I should contact them.

So I call up and tell them my situation of how I'm unable to attend a new college since the information that was sent to them said I never graduated. The woman over at my old college pulls up my file and says, "Hmmmmm..... Acording to our records, you never graduated." I have a little trouble believing that they have me down for not graduating. I finished every class I needed to, did all the work, and went to the graduation cerimony where I was given a diploma holder. I have my framed diploma hanging over my fireplace, and when I say I have my framed diploma hanging over my fire place, I mean it's in the envelope they sent it in under my bed.

So I ask the question, "How did I not graduate?" Apearently, My Special Effects class came up as an incomplete. I handed my final project for that class in two days early since I was going to be at the portfolio show and graduation cerimony when it was due. I got this ok'ed with the teacher beforehand. Now a week after I graduated, I get a phone call. That teacher lost my project.

I ask this woman who called me (I wonder why all the people who call me in this story are women) if it's ok for me to turn it in on a CD since I no longer have the ability to put it onto a dv tape or vhs caset. She tells me that I might as well. So I drive in and ask where my teacher who lost my final project was. He was at lunch. So I'm told by this lady that she will see that he gets my project.

Now I find out that she did give him my project, but what I also found out was that since one of the requierments of the assinment was for it to be on a dv tape or vhs casset it was not accepted because I handed in a replacement project on a cd.

Now, I understand how you can not accept a project that is turned in but in the wrong form, but why was I not notified of this two years earlier? God damned college, I coul've not gone and bought a car.

Well, Gem, I would argue with him but:

A) I am a peacekeeper. I try to do what I can to avoid conflict. It's because I'm a true Libra. Lol.

B) I want to keep in the school's good books for a while because I really want to go on the Europe Trip that is gonna be during Spring Break.

So, I think until then, I'm gonna be a good little girl (except on Halloween, no one will stop me from wearing my French Maid outfit, DAMNIT).

Besides which, I live in Canada, and its gonna be too cold soon to wear short skirts until May. Hahaha. Maybe a little earlier if I'm luckier.

Well, that college has a pollicy about late work, which is that it cannot be accepted any later than a week after it being due, and if I were to get an extention, that would give me to the end of the first week of the next quarter. The problem is that both of those dead lines ended about tywenty one months ago. So I'm screwed, also, I moved a few months ago so taht college is about a ten hour drive for me neutral

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ugh.
tell me about it.
cry


(and hey. im a peace keep too. whee )

I'm so not a peace keeper. I am all about the confrontation.

what? ... what do you mean "duh"?

What are you trying to say?

You trying to say that it's obvious by the way I interact with people in the threads?

What you wanna step outside? Huh?! Huh, toughguy?! Is that it? You want a peice o' me?

I'ma put this as nicely as possible... I will phunk you up!

You forgot I was a ninja muthaphunka!! How do you like me now, b***h! Huh!? b***h!

what? ... oh ... ... right ... sorry. redface