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Scars and Souvenirs, Part 2

Okay. So the episode was really good. I totally predicted Izzie sleeping with George. It was almost a given. But now, we don't get a new episode for 2 weeks. They're killin' me, I swear. Lots of humor in this week's episode though. Now I have to wait until tomorrow when the Supernatural episode is put on the 'net. My younger cousin called me up, and he wanted to talk about it, but I hadn't seen it yet and didn't want any spoilers. I felt really bad though, because he's a lonely kid that just wanted someone to talk to, but I dissed him a bit because Grey's was coming back from commercial. I promised to call him tomorrow when I've seen it, so you'll have to hold me up to it, or I'll forget.

Talk about a long day...I was up getting a cup of ice for my older sister--I'm a good sister, as you will soon find out more information to reinforce this statement. Like I said, she was in bed, and she did not look good. She was pale (which is saying something, since she fake-bakes all the time) and somewhat gagging. Then, in a rush of the nastiest nastiness, she threw up in her trash can. Her hair got in it. I was gagging myself as well. And the straw that should have broken the camel's back? When I went downstairs and asked my parents for assistance, they laughed at me. I said, "THIS is why I never want to have kids!!"
Ugh, I cannot stand throw-up. Turns my stomach just thinking about it.

Course selection sheets are due tomorrow (today). What I've chosen (and may or may not get).
  • Honors History III
  • Honors English III
  • Probability and Statistics
  • Advanced Biology
  • Spanish III
  • French II
  • Contemporary Problems
  • Consumer Law
  • Required courses, et cetera.

I decided to take it easy on myself in the Math and Science fields, since they're really not my strong points and I don't like them to begin with. After getting booted from Honors English II for not doing my summer work, I've decided to jump back in the ring and work my ass off in Hon-III. Couple these courses with dual enrollment (getting college credits), field hockey, softball, and trying to get a steady job, I'll be very, very, very busy. But it's okay. Sure, I get in trouble for not doing my homework, and I always say that I'll do better next year, I have a strong conviction that with all that I'm doing next year, I'll have less down time and it'll motivate me to work 10x as hard. Maybe.

We have a half-day of school tomorrow, thanks to Act 80. AND, it's supposed to SNOW!
Yeah, I was mentioning yesterday how freaking hot it was, and now it's going to snow. My friend and I have a small wager ($1) on whether it'll actually lay or not. I say it will. He says it won't. I'll tell ya how it works out.

I didn't want to bash him on here because I thought it would be adding insult to injury (or vice versa), but I'm officially done. I've gained a stalker, which is the most accurate word for how he's been acting. Yes, he was the reason why I had to switch blogs/URLs. I totally distanced myself from him because of a bogus suicide attempt (although suicide is a serious matter, his attempt was completely unrealistic and a total cry for attention). I made a big deal of getting him the help he needed, just for him to throw all this mud back in my face by insulting me and rapid-fire emailing/iming me. I was told by my dad to distance myself, because I "didn't want to get mixed up in that kind of mess." And I don't. I'm a fairly emotional person, so it affected me. But now, I'm just angry. I told him to leave me alone for at least a week, but in the past 4 days, I've gotten at least (at least) 20+ emails and IMs. And when I 'yelled' at him to leave me alone, they increased. He sent me 3 emails alone tonight, and I just read them with a strong sense of annoyance and pity. At least now it may be over. I think. I'll get back to you on that.

Well, it's nearly one in the morning, and I have school tomorrow (and I have to catch the BUS!)

Comments

SalGal said…
You can file a police report or even just one at school about being harassed. That'll send him a message!

I TOTALLY knew that both marriages were going to go bust. And I don't think the new dude is a permanent character so I'm still wondering how Bailey is going to get to be chief even though she's not an attending yet.

Ok, I can't think straight, the cough meds have taken over my brain.

Don't OD on too many classes and job and stuff. I'm sure you hear it all the time from "grownups" (and believe me, I use that term loosely here) but you really do want to do all the fun stuff you can before kids drag you down and out for the next 18-20 years!

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