I HAVE OFFICIALLY ENETERED THE NINTH GRADE!!!!!!!!!!
Now, my new name shall be Noriko Whateverherlastnameis. For she is the only girl survivor in Battle Royale.
Cool, I get the guy. In yo face, suckas!
Graduation was ok, I guess. Peaceful Cheese didn't come, so now I probably won't ever see him again. No, I don't like him, we're just good friends!
Were just good friends, that is, if he doesn't even care enough about us to come see us all one last time. Hmmmph!
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boooooo!
Oh well. Be that as it may. He may yet re-enlist next year, as did me and Hope. And Kitty, andSungmin. I fear for my future indeed.
Oh yeah, at 8th grade grad, one of the little girls from Chinese school (one of John's friends, I think) came over to me, and, in the tone that little kids use when they feel they have a connection with an older girl (I used to use it quite a bit myself), said, "Jasmine! Remember, we need to practice the dance for Chinese school!" I nodded, and, in the tone that the older girl generally uses, said, "Ok, I will." I dunno why that reminded me. It was just cute.
I got to wear my pwetty Chinese dress! I could just see John, Hope, and everyone else thinking, "Trust Jasmine to have a pink one..." It's pretty, though, even if it is way too big! I wore my hair in two buns, cause one of the teachers was doing all the girls' hair. I have a flower on the left side. Does that mean I'm not available? Hmm...
Maybe that's what the teacher thinks.
Ah well, who cares if my new screenname is villageslut101! Let's relax and dive into the bright future of tomorrow! Cha!
Mom's home, too. I'm glad, but also, it was kind of fun to do all the housework. I felt so kind the entire week! Just like Ukitake, Alice, Carlisle, and Tohru mixed together! Yay! ♥
I must now make a kind face. <:D
Yeeesssss, that's very kind.
I feel frickin awkward cause I was reading a list of the outlandishly clever things some gifted kids did. They included things like insisting that reindeer can't be real because Santa Claus isn't real, and rhyming "violin" and "myeolin" in a rhyming game. My, how clever. My head is truly spininng.
Mayhap sarcasm is smart too...
In which case I am very well endowed.
NOOOOOOOO shut the eff up you stinkin perv! I was NOT talking about my boobies! STFU!
Oh dear. Someone is stirring upstairs.
I shalt go.
Hey, maybe they'll buy me a boba!
xoxoxo~♥~
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