i never thought Omid would annoy me as much as he did today. holy shit...well, it all started at lunch, when i went in the caf to talk to Shawn about our shopping trip for Yvonne's b-day present that we planned for like a week! and Omid just started cutting in, saying how he was the one who thought up the "sharing the present" part, and he should go and get the present, and his parents had to take him shoe shopping the same day, and blah blah blah...well then he and i just started yelling at each other cuz, ok, shawn and i thought up the whole shopping trip, and now he's like, oh " i'll go get the present. i'm going Fairview with my parents anyway. i'm her friend so i feel like i should be responsible"
ok, i'm her friend too!! what the hell?! that REALLY got me mad. and then we kept yelling at each other, and then at one point i'm just like, "okay i'm really mad now, so i'm going to leave." and i left. eventually, Shawn came out and talked to me, and i told him i don't even want Omid to go now, cuz, like that friend comment was really mean. who does he think he is? the ultimate friend and present buyer? and then eventually Omid came out, and we started another argument, in which i kinda teared up cuz i was so angry. well then we finally agreed that he would come with us and get it. and so we went after school, and he apologized to me, but he was like "although i didn't think i did anything wrong"
so then we were at stc, and i kinda talked to him, but not really, and at one point he was like "are u still mad at me?" and i'm like "yeah!" (no point in lying)
but then...yeah. we got the sweater, and guess who paid for it? yup, me. i swear, Omid wouldn't be able to get her the present anyway, if i weren't there. so that was another thing i was mad at. (sorry i get mad easily, once i start)
so yeah...now i'm still mad at him. that bastard. and then he was like "oh i can't take it home, cuz then my parents will know i was at the mall." and since i couldn't take it either, shawn had to.
on a happier note, our photo thing today was pretty fun. and i had LOTS of fun with the mistletoe! hahaha! mikey didn't believe kamla kissed me, and then i got mikey to kiss me. hahah and he did, and i'm like, "i'm never washing my face again!" and then he got all creeped out and stuff. but then, to annoy me, he was like "oh, u missed another chance to see me naked! (he knows i really wanna see him naked. LOL carmen and kate got to! i didn't! no fair!) i was changing in my English monologue. my teacher taped it" i was like "What?! nooooooo!!!" grrr...and then Sarah was like "Do u like mikey?" and i'm like "nooo...but i still wanna mess with him. lol" and she got creeped out. hee hee...i'm good at creeping ppl out.
hahah i think i should stop messing around with him...makes people wonder things...heh heh....but it's so fun!
anyways, i'm finally going to move my locker beside sarah's. yaayyy! no more fobs near my locker! (sorry, i had to say that...they annoy me) it'll be closer to physics, which is good, cuz i always have to rush to class. and i'll be REALLY close to art. oh my gawd! i just remembered...that bitchy girl will be near my locker then....ugh. i hate her.
she's sooo, like, in your face.
i'm in strings, and she'd like, stare at me while i'm playing a scale or a song or somethin (cuz i'm good...heheh jk!), and then she'll play the exact same thing when i stop playing. and then, when me and kat, and albert and james are in the music council room, she'll look in and walk around, and look in again. yeah...and she's in my calc class, and once, when adam was explaining how to get the tangent line with an exterior point, she just walked towards us and started looking at us and listening intently. holy...that was freaky. and then she would go back to her desk, look at her textbook, and stare at us again. *shiver*
so...yeah...she's a weird one. and she shows off a lot.
anyways, ummm...i have nothing else to say. i have to go in the weight training class tomorrow and talk to them about christmas cheer. i don't really don't to. what'll i say? argg....
well, signing out now. gotta do some work.
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