D Day (diana day)

1. This is here cuz of daniel.
2. Xanga...you have to pay for backgrounds? heck no.
3. Life as it is:



So today wasn't as toady as i thought it was gonna be. i mean really. blue days? comp sci + math + spanish would normally be a killer. but no. comp sci? mr.berry gave us a free lab that i worked so hard to freaking copy it was actually fun. yeah i know i'm doomed friday, but i've worked harder today than any other day in comp sci, without having to complain to taylor about a certain someone who has a little time bomb on his neck that will blow up next week(figurative, guys.) oh yeah we skipped a quiz.
Spanish. we played with barbies. Come on. ok i know this is sra.gonzalez and all, the one who goes off to talk about being sued when we grow up and be doctors, but hey. it can't get any better. especially when we can take a break and go outside and pretend to work while roaming the halls cuz cal made a mark on my leg with a sharpie. and oh yeah we skipped a quiz here too.
Lunch. i didn't see the demise/triumph of our flow sensor in dr.walker's room, but it happened. i was off somewhere finding a someone that was recently described above.
Math. quiz wasn't that hard. i mean yeah before that yoosin was like, "you're too young" and that really pissed me off but i got through the quiz (those two above sentences have nothing in common). i freak out in math as usual. but all is well. and whaddya know? we skipped another quiz.
break. i decided to go against my ways of dressing before everyone else. stephen says we finished the flow sensor. i attempt to give him a hug but end up slapping him instead.
so i'm not in my gym clothes, but roaming around gym 2 in my pretty white skirt(that i lost for 2 months and found in 3 minutes when i was mad) where friends of time bomb boy wonder if i'm still crazy.
gym. some trackish stuff where badgett says i'm not too young i'm just too short. while trying to make me have hurdles and heart attacks and slamming into me. don't we love badgett. and then tis soccer. we failed so bad it wasn't funny. tim scored a goal. for the other team. he also kicked the ball everywhere but in the right direction. and we stalled 4 times put together, me and tim. (kicked out past our own goal line right after it was kicked back in)

bus moments were great. me ryan patrick and christine played spades. who had the ace king queen of spades and played them well? yo. and then i came home and thought someone was in our house and tiptoed down with my black cross-shaped sword ready to strike. ("give me my longsword, ho!" doesn't shakespeare have so many sexual puns even though ho isn't one of them...) i looked like one of those video game characters. pretty white skirt. big long sword. guinea pig waiting at the bottom of stairs.

bomb boy! like i haven't already blown up in front of him...