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It's time like these, at 1 AM in the morning, that I think of E ranting about menopause and inappropriate desires in Bible class. I have no idea why this is popping into my mind right now, but it makes me think that some kids really need to set their priorities straight if such things are happening during BIBLE CLASS. Haa, two words: Gong show. And I wouldn't have it any other way. I'M RARELY EVER OBNOXIOUS IN CLASS. It's only around you fools.
Emily VanDop? More like Emily VanDOPE! That's your blog shout-out. Don't hate me. Deprivation of sleep blurs my sense of judgement.
It's times like these when I'm stressing out about my white-out-covered chem lab (I CAN'T STOP MESSING UP THIS LATE AT NIGHT........ I'm not stressed.) that I think about L's unfortunate... uh, accident. And I'm not talking about the tripping-over-the-pew thing. Althought, that was one of the scariest moments of my life. I thought I killed you. With that said, I'm sure people will assume the most scandelous out of you, since everyone knows you're ALWAYS the first one to end up with a lack of shirt. You probably hate me now, because I just announced this for the public to see.
It's times like these when I don't know how to answer my post-experiment questions that I pull out a vividly detailed illustration of poo and am reminded of stories that I'd rather not think about when I'm in a state of mind that limits how normal my thoughts are. I need milk tea, NOW. Good thing I have thoughtful friends who forsee moments like these.
It's times like these that I imagine J stressing out over her math portfolio, and it makes me feel a bit better inside.
It's times like these that I imagine N giving me the usual, "Don't worry about it," while I spaz at him for being fustrating, when really, I'm just fustrated with myself.
I'm pretty darn lucky to have so many people in my life that bring me joy. Although, I'm probably generating quite a bit of hate towards me from other people right now.
SPEAKING OF HATE, FRICK MY BORING-VERSION-OF-DAVID-CHOI CHEM TEACHER. Okay, hate's a strong word. DISLIKE.
I will end off with something on a reoccuring theme in my life these days. By reoccuring, I mean I'm seeing it EVERYWHERE.
LOVE IS NOT PASSIVE. The responsibility to love is the responsibility to take action.
WHAT THE I JUST HEARD THUNDER.
I'm dead tomorrow. Frenchoral+chemtest+MATH,FRICK+chineseschool+worshipandsickness+coldness+4hoursofsleep.
I spend so much time trying to get out of the house as much as possible... But I know home is going to feel SO GOOD tomorrow.
Rebekah, out.