Time On the Counter

After spending about two hours at The Cheesecake Factory near Disneyland, I've cooled off a lot. Even though everything I said in the past post is still true, I've appreciated spending time with my mom. Still kinda hate my brother though. But I'm his brother I'm supposed to hate him. No matter what old T.V. shows say and how they depict siblings loving each other like they'll die in the next few minutes.

Well Cheesecake Factory was delicious. And I got to rent a game and a movie at Blockbuster. I bet nobody even does that anymore. They either see it illegally online or download it off the web.

I haven't been reading The Bean Trees and I'm starting to worry that I might not get the assignments done by the time school starts. I still have like 10 chapters to read and annotate. Plus I have to do the DJs. Which are gonna be killer. But I have finished the Lively Art of Writing which was much easier than BT.

I just realized that registration is almost here. Registration is the best part of school because I get to see my friends whom I haven't seen all summer and I get to go to school without having to learn anything. Plus the rush of getting new stuff is the best. New agenda that has a cover that isn't worn out. New clothes that don't go up when I raise my hand. New P.E. clothes that don't tear every time I poke my head through. Plus a new class schedule. That is the best part. Running around to my friends trying to see if we have any classes in common. And totally ignoring my mom who has to stand in line all day just to get me into school. That I kinda feel bad about.

But new school year means that new students are coming. Nothing personal to the new students that came last year and quickly became my friends or anything but I don't like having new students. Some of them I hate from the very first time I hear them talk. Some of them I think are weird because they don't talk much. But some of them turn out to be friends by the end of the first month that they're here. I hope there isn't many new kids that come to Groover's cluster. It's gonna be tough to fit them in with the people who are already there. I wonder if Groover's gonna be mean to the new kids like she did this year. Haha. Francesca and Ibrahim probably still hate her. If there's another Ibrahim in our cluster Groover's gonna hate him/her. I think she still wants to trade "her" to Eastridge who is sadly leaving. Well I'm not really sure if he's leaving or not. Neither am I sure about Galvan leaving. Nothing's sure until we go back to school. (The "her" is intended cuz of the thing Groover told me that probably only Francesca remembers)

Well this is nice. Not having any angry emotions at the end of the day. Blogging really does help get the emotions out. :]

P.S. ~ If anybody doesn't understand the metaphor in the title... It's like a cookie being left on the counter too cool. Just helping if you don't understand.