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i just threw away my energy drink.
i had to...so i could get into the library.

but i wouldnt have had to if i could stay in the band room with krystal and just eat lunch there.

now im pissed. u have no idea....im shaking.

She told me to quit being a bitch about it.

"mariah stop being such a bitch about this"

....are u kidding me? of course i would be pissed...who wouldnt? everyone else seems to get it but her. i hate how shes the only person who never seems to know..even though shes my "best friend" off playin her fricken baritone instead of at least pretending like she gives a s rats ass about me.

The dream couple is getting better. Bu they've sworn not to involve anyone...i think its because Lucy got jealous because Joe would talk to me about how he was feeling and i would convince him to talk to her and then i would convey everything he said to me to her and visaversa. you know what i mean? its just an idea.

And poor Jessie. shes the one im mostly worried about. She's cut off from all of us. Her homeroom is in main, the only class she has with any of us is Chem which she shares with Krystal and Lucy, but not me. I feel like i seriously never see her which doesnt help that shes grounded until Oct 8th. What worse--Lucy has made Jessie second, maybe even third, in her life since she has Joe. Exactly what happened to Jessie is what i dont want to happen to me while Krystal dates the stupid selfish and inconsiderate bob. i cannot stand him worth anything at all. seriously.

Today...Lucy called at 6:40 to wake me up "be there in thirty"

damn. i stayed in bet til 6:55. then jumped in the shower, threw clothes on and made my way outside. and as soon as i got outside....Lucy was pulling up before i could even get it out of my backbag to hit. so maybe thats part of my problem...i feel so shaky because i havent gone without it in the mornings since before my mom left last February. Point is...i was tired as hell.

So i get to school....its not that bad of a start. it becomes funny when i walk in...throw my stuff and then fall and go back to sleep. someone mutters "double-shot expresso" and i shoot up like a catepult. "HECK YES I WANT SOME COFFEE!!" so i survive on coffee until...chemistry.

oh no. the chem re-take. the reason why im so tired. i was up ALL night trying to learn a months worth of material before sunrise. I had Kat and Krystal [trig honors students and smart chem kids] online typing me step by step instructions on figuring all these weird conversions out on the sample test. they helped SO much. but i was up all night perfecting my Scientific notation, significant figures, temperatures, density, and mass, distance, volume, conversion stuff.

CHem class come...im stressing like crazy---and i NEVER stress. it was weird...i pullled a Krystal...where i completely spaz about a test and end up second-guessing myself to a low grade. not good.

However there is a plus side.
He gave us the answer key so we could see what we did right and wrong. i got the majority of them right, but the problem was that i didnt finish the last nine. So i quickly completed them and only got a minues five.

Even better? hes putting the test and the key online and giving us the oppurtunity to show our work and fix our mistakes. then he's going to average the 2 grades together for a test grade.

Theres no way to fail that...THE ANSWERS ARE ON THE DAMN COMPUTER AND THE TEST IS RIGHT INFRONT OF YOU not even I can fail that...and i've never passed a take-home test. sad. pathetic. oh well.

so that chem test is in the bag...thank god.
but then go to history...where my day turns sour. last period...i walk in to class to discover that a group i participated in recieved a D for our group project. i was like WHAT a D??! ar eu kidding me?

the teacher kinds likes me...he thinks im funny and he knows that i know my history like harry potter books. So i go and explain to him. i think i did a pretty good job.

i said "Sir, the requirements for the project were that it had to be original, entertaining, factual, organized, and everyone had to participate. We got four out of 5 because we can deduce that it wasnt that factual, but thats not the point. The point is that 4/5 does not deserve a D because we worked hard on it and it was one of the better presentations. YOU even laughed and enjoyed it. So it deserves at least a C if not a B"

It worked damn well. He took a class vote and reconsidered explaining that it wasnt like he meant to give us a D...he just used a rubric and didnt even think about what he was grading. thats rlly conforting. but...that means that grade isnt that bad.

Then we took our history test.
damn.
i failed.
its the same as if i took a test on the insignificant facts in the sixth HP book.
I know most of them, and i know the general common knowledge, but i cant get u specifics and stuff without brushing up on my info.

So i failed. damn. and my essays? complete bull. I confused The battle of Princeton with the battle of Treton ....which i think is the one with Forst Ticonderoga on xmas eve after corssing the deleware, but i know i was wrong when i said Princeton was the battle where the british won but the americans suffered less severe losses....because that was bunker hill which i realized after is was too late. damn.

Then i got clalled down to the dean's office. not good. got a saturday school for skipping 2 detentions. SHIT. and some dumb teacher freakin lied to Dean Higgans because i know i was nowehre near the cafe yesterday....i wa sin the band room the entire time so wtf.

and now im at sixth where im in the shitty library illegally on a blog site which i still dont know if they're allowed...my best friend is in band probably having a fan-fucing-tastic time and im completely looking forward to the arrival of two boys who i canr stand but at least they are someone to talk to. one of them actually ust walked in. god this sucks. i have been reduced to this?

oh how the mighty have fallen.
but appearently im a bitch for being subjecting to this and hating every fuckin second. this blows.