nicole. ([info]nothinggoodon) wrote,
@ 2004-06-05 00:40:00
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Oh, what, 8 days? How amazing is that.

Anyways.
Even though it's early Saturday morning technically, lets pretend it's still friday so I can write "tonight" and "today".

Today was like any other normal friday. Watched the clock all day and waited to get out. I feel like it's the summer and we're already out of school. But Monday will be a harsh reality when I realize we still have 2 weeks + finals. Lucky Seniors. And the Prep, you lucky shits are out too. Justine came over after school and we just hung around. Then dropped her off at home and picked up Meagan. [stuff stuff stuff]. At 7 we went to my brothers 8th grade Graduation. It was sad, it reminded me of my graduation 3 years ago. Then I thought about how much I miss that school and a few of the people. I saw all my old teachers, but of course avoided getting close to any so I wouldn't have to talk. Then I heard one of Rays friends say "i'm so glad were out of this school" or something along those lines. I remember when I said the exact same thing. I remember standing outside taking pictures with Justine and Ryann. I hate thinking back to 8th grade, because then I realize how dumb and ignorant I was. If I could go back, I would do it all over again, and a lot different then how I lived through 8th grade. I loved just hanging out with Ry and Justine, but I realize how awful and mean and shit i was to some girls. I think by 8th grade all the girls just wanted to ring eachothers throats. The whole friend cliques were a mess. It was ridiculous.

On to other matters. After Graduation, we came back here. By then it was 9:30 or so, and me, Meagan, Keith and Ray took a long walk. It was funny as hell, and Id rather not sit here and explain all the crazy shit that went on, because i would have a forever ending list. All I got to say is, Keith running up to a camera in the McDonalds parking lot and waveing to it and lifting his shirt up and "flashing" the camera is priceless. Oh man, some funny pictures too. Some random porter potty on a side street.

This was a useless entry.

I'm so tired, my eyes are weak, my legs ache.

I miss the summer of '02. Come back summer =( . JM, JM, DC.



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[info]juliewoo
2004-06-05 05:34 pm UTC (link)
I think by 8th grade all the girls just wanted to ring eachothers throats.

I totally agree. I can't even tell you how much happier I am at Fenwick. Our class was waaaay too cliquey. I mean, there are still cliques in high school, but its a lot less noticeable. There are some people from our class that I don't miss one bit, and then others (like you) that I think about often. (You know, what they're up to, who they hang out with, that sort of thing.) It's funny how people change so much even though it's only been 3 years.

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[info]nothinggoodon
2004-06-05 07:07 pm UTC (link)
Yea, I feel the same way. I don't care much for some of the people, but I always think about a bunch of the kids. Like today, I was looking through my cousins Fenwick yearbook, she just graduated, and I saw Nicole B in the softball picture, and i saw you in one of the pictures and i was like JULIE!, and i was going to look at everyones school picture, but i didn't get a chance. And I miss Ryann, I haven't seen her in two years. but I still have Justine around, I kinda can't get rid of her, haha, but she's been hanging out with her boyfriend a lot. I always see a few people around at random places, I saw Dustin working at CVS, Liam in CVS, Lauren at SATs (who has changed A LOT), i talk to Mike all the time we're good friends which is weird, haha. i saw you once at Target. hmm I've seen a few other people around. I know it's really sad to say, but I miss SJS at times. We should hang out sometime, it would be nice, I know we weren't really really close back then, but I'm sure we would have so much to talk about, lol.

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