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Sep. 15th, 2005 07:35 pmSnaggled from Sami-chan AKA Lord Magus:
I have been sleeping most of the day because of a headache the size of California with a side of nausea. Blech. I feel mostly better now, but it still kinda hurts.
There was a mouse in Volleyball today. He probably came from outside, since the doors were open. He was a TEENY TINY little grey thing! SO CYUTE!!! I know, most people will probably disagree with me, but whatever.
Apparently I made an enemy and an ally out of complete strangers. There's this girl, Megan. Never met her until last year when she was a freshman. I'd never talked to her or seen her except in class with me, but she apparently has a problem with me. To the point of harassing me as a hobby. The first time this happened was last year in the locker room when she tapped me on the shoulder just so she could scream in my face when I turned around. It was very "WTFF?", but it was one incident.
Now they're getting more frequent. It's obvious that she hates me, for whatever reason she made up in her little mind. I'm trying to push her aside, but it's very jarring and unpleasent to have someone suddenly scream at the top of her lungs the minute I come within two feet of her.
But anyway, the ally; again, someone I'd never met before, but she cornered me before class once (not literally cornered, but you know what I mean) I told me not to let Megan keep picking on me. Today I saw her in the halls and told me that she just told Ms. Mangene (Child Development) about what Megan's been doing. It's nice to know that there are still underclassmen with some common sense and a heart.
We had to pick out some books to read for Creative Writing today. I found this one that looked really intriguing; the second volume of a series called The SpellSong Cycle. I couldn't find the first volume, but I had to have the book; looking at the cover was like "ZOMG BARDS!!!"
And now...I'm going to try to eat something.
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I have been sleeping most of the day because of a headache the size of California with a side of nausea. Blech. I feel mostly better now, but it still kinda hurts.
There was a mouse in Volleyball today. He probably came from outside, since the doors were open. He was a TEENY TINY little grey thing! SO CYUTE!!! I know, most people will probably disagree with me, but whatever.
Apparently I made an enemy and an ally out of complete strangers. There's this girl, Megan. Never met her until last year when she was a freshman. I'd never talked to her or seen her except in class with me, but she apparently has a problem with me. To the point of harassing me as a hobby. The first time this happened was last year in the locker room when she tapped me on the shoulder just so she could scream in my face when I turned around. It was very "WTFF?", but it was one incident.
Now they're getting more frequent. It's obvious that she hates me, for whatever reason she made up in her little mind. I'm trying to push her aside, but it's very jarring and unpleasent to have someone suddenly scream at the top of her lungs the minute I come within two feet of her.
But anyway, the ally; again, someone I'd never met before, but she cornered me before class once (not literally cornered, but you know what I mean) I told me not to let Megan keep picking on me. Today I saw her in the halls and told me that she just told Ms. Mangene (Child Development) about what Megan's been doing. It's nice to know that there are still underclassmen with some common sense and a heart.
We had to pick out some books to read for Creative Writing today. I found this one that looked really intriguing; the second volume of a series called The SpellSong Cycle. I couldn't find the first volume, but I had to have the book; looking at the cover was like "ZOMG BARDS!!!"
And now...I'm going to try to eat something.
