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Lets face the facts...my "bff" is a total bitch...
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#50 (At last) And so It begins....ugh BOYS...new pixs
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[smallest]?Ok...Katherine...your drooling.? Monique said pretty loud after Daniel left. Jeez what a sex god. I wanted to yell out ?why NOT drool. He?s the greatest guy in the universe!? instead I told her to shut up and mind her own fudging business. The bell rang as I continued to rag on about what a jerk he was and how we could never ever become a couple, but deep inside Pandora's box there was hope. I slammed the her locker door as she said her goodbyes. Not forgetting to mention ? you can?t lie to your heart. No matter how hard you try.? I smiled and said ?I know, I know.? [/smallest] ?Will you people please pay attention! God. sheesh just because you?re my best class doesn't give you the right to act like Neanderthals! You?re lucky to see me alive. Sheesh. Give me a break.? Ms. Riley. She is the most annoying loud bitchy teacher alive. She loves to be the center of attention. But you still can?t help feeling and attraction to her. I guess it the lets bug her until she?s down on the ground six feet under kind of attraction. I'm not trying to be evil. It?s true. I guess the fact that she uses us a complain box is what brings this attraction. I'm of Spanish origin and I speak fluently the native tongue. Guess my grade. A? I wish. F? Not to that extremity. try B-....wells it used to be a D. Stupid accent marks. I hated them. What's the point of having them? None what's so ever. Now I know why I want to bury her six feet underground. I'm suicidal. No. I'm just kidding. Anyways were what I catch up on my reading? Just her class. I didnt really want to go to sixth period. I knew Dominique would pester me until I told her what was up with Daniel. Of course there's nothing, but who takes ?nothing? for an answer? No one right. Natty being the nosy she is of course would have both ears up trying to listen. We spent the next forty-five minutes translating. Holy Crap the bell rang! I could skip and blemish my perfect attendance record then go home and get screamed at by my parents. Or I could stay and get tortured. I decided torture was better than getting screamed at by the Grand Supreme Court of justice we have at home. I quietly sat and said nothing. She said nothing, she just stared at me. This was way worse. I hated her for this. It was her come one tell me look without me saying a word. ?Hey did you finish the last chapter?? I said with a wicked smile. She wouldn't get a word out of me. Never. I was one stubborn bitch when I wanted to be. She rolled her eyes. ?Whatever? she mouthed and we continued to do our work. ?Oh and remember its Tuesday.? What its Tuesday! No. It can?t be Tuesday! Journalism Club meeting today, great. I love journalism and I love showing to the world my opinion. I just don't like the fact that Daniel was my editor. He isn't the Head editor he?s a sub editor. You know. They ask us what we want to write and put us in groups and yeah. Its a small democracy thing. Oh boy. ? Do I have to go?? I asked Monique. ? No Duh! Today?s assignment day.? ,Oh well. I have to go. Sooner Or later this had to happen. ?Hey Mony? came a voice suddenly. Ugh it was Aldrin. He is obsessed with Dominique. He stalks her and doesn't get that she?s practically taken. He's asian as well. Half and half of something. "Hello Aldrin" was her only response. He kept buggin us and inturrupting us. There was only one way to put a stop to this. I was going to do it. "Anyways back to Sam..Wheres he taking you today?". The look and Aldrins face was pure disappointment. I wasnt trying to be mean. I just wanted him to stop bugging everyone.[smallest] .(To be continued)[/smallest] [bgcolor=red][font=webdings]ggggggggggggggggggggggg[/font][/bgcolor] Justin_N_Joey: Maybe yeah or maybe no. Keep tuned in. Nique53: Yes Mony is kinda like you. You inspired that character. LOL. Word from author: So this is my first story joural so if you have any suggestions or comments go on ahead and give em to me here or in a kn. [bgcolor=red][font=webdings]ggggggggggggggggggggggg[/font][/bgcolor]©cookiez_n_kreem Story Journal- Stuck In Traffic: Chapter 1 continued.[bgcolor=white][font=century gothic]
 time: O9:48 PM | entry #: OO2 | date: O4/25/O5 x part of the crowd? ________________// ...yeah right. [smallest] I don't think anyone considers the fact that maybe he has a genie or magical powers or something because he enchants every girl he meets. I never really liked him a few years back when we met in the fifth grade, or was it fourth... I don't remember. But I never really looked at him as a guy before. I really don't know why. Maybe because back then he was friends with Jonathan the most annoying guy I knew. But then when I got to meet him he was really a nice sweet guy. The stupid jerk had to go and ruin it all by telling everyone at school I had a crush and him and was jealous of the girl I was trying to help him hook up with! See big Jerk. But still cant help it when my stomach flops as he walks down the hall. I'm pathetic. Sadly we stopped talking. Of course our eyes meet from time to time, but I can never tell what he?s thinking. He puts his head down to quickly. Guys can be so stupid. We walked to lunch laughing and talking about how annoying Jonathan still was, he hadn't changed in the past five years. He thought he was the class clown. Of course he?s looks had changed so he was no longer the funny, pathetic nerd-now he was the funny cute guy. Ew. On that particular day he decided to wear a kilt. Yes a kilt. It goes down to his Scottish blood according to most, I think is because he lacks attention at home so he gets it here at school. We hang out in in one of the art rooms. Its fun watching students finish their pieces at lunch. I have to admit some of the students who everyone thinks have no future could definitely make some good money in the art business: ceramic, paint, photography, and designing. Monique is a big anime artist. She loves to draw, no matter what it may be she draws what's in her heart. I on the other hand write. We all have our own way of expressing each other. Our other friends were there. Natty sat at the head of the table, the brainiac of the operation, Kris sat next to her, he?s the only guy. They both think very alike. They?re both Perverted freaks I'm sad to say. They don't admit it, but they both are Teri, Michelle, and the other girls sat next to on both sided of the table. Today was a meeting of the Hat club meeting. Hammerstien's Artistic Talent club. We sold card that students made with balloons and candy for special occasions. Daniel walked in with his friend Steven and asked to see our club supervisor Mrs. Sherman. ?Hey.? he said. I responded with a small smile. ?How have you been?? he tried again. ?I'm fine. How about you? How are things with Nancy?? I asked as randomly. Nancy was the girl I mentioned before. ?Oh. Um...well I wouldn't know. I haven't talked to her in a while.? Wait did I hear right? He hadn't spoken to her? That was an awkward feeling. I hadn't heard the news before. Well they had never gone out but he was so obsessed with her. As his friend finished talking with Mrs. Sherman he smiled and said ?Bye, I?ll see you later.? (to be continued) ...Tell me what you think. [/smallest] x x responders [smallest] Justin_N_Joey : thanx for subbying [/smallest] x // subbies [smallest] Justin_N_Joey [/smallest] x  x time: O9:52 PM | goodbyes: what do you think is gonna happen next? [bgcolor=FF0080] [color=white][smallest]layout & image ©cookiez_n_kreem[/smallest][/color]..?x [/bgcolor]
New Story Journal....Stuck In Traffic[rimg=i2.photobucket.com/albums/y46/O0cookiez_n_kreem0O/lj43.gif][bgcolor=FDA8D0].......[color=black][font=wingdings]«[/font][/color][/bgcolor][bgcolor=black]
[smallest]date: O4.23.O5 | time: O7:48 | entry:001 OOO[/smallest] [/bgcolor][bgcolor=7f7f7f]...............[color=FDA8D0][font=wingdings]«[/font][/color]..................[color=FDA8D0][font=wingdings]«[/font][/color][/bgcolor][bgcolor=FDA8D0].......[color=black][font=wingdings]«[/font][/color][smallest] [/bgcolor][bgcolor=black]Stuck In Traffic: Chapter 1 There I was again. Ugh. Stuck in traffic. I totally hate this. I mean why on earth would you block so many people. I craned my neck to see what was causing the jam up and I noticed the seniors playing tonsil hockey in the middle of the hallway. "Hello! Why don't you get a room!" Someone yelled. Of course it had been another senior. Seniors didnt have to worry about anything about high school this time of the year. Well.... maybe what dress they should wear to the prom. Their acceptance papers and subtle declining letters already waiting for them in their mailboxes. Ok. So maybe some of them did have to worry. But I Katherine Galindo was a junior. This year decided my spot in the reign next year. I could be a at the low, middle, or top of the food chain. Of course I wanted to be on the top, but I'd also settle for the middle. Finally a teacher passed by and said " Come on Hammerstein High, five minutes." I know, I know. Five minutes? That's plenty of time to get to class. I was headed to third. It was a ten-minute passing period. We have the announcements and student bod needed adequate time to get to the ASB room. I forget what the A stands for but I know SB obviously means student body. Back on track. We Hammerstein High are a medium sized school with approximately two thousand students, fifty five-teachers, five security guards, five secretaries, one dean, one vice president, and one principle. Yeah. oh and the janitors and the people at attendance. Uh huh. I was in the hallway trying to get out a notebook from my locker so I could get to class. After another two minutes it was out and I was on my way to US history. I sat down and spent the next forty-five minutes taking notes. "Hey! Hola Chica! How are you! Quite a jam huh!?" this is my rambunctious friend Monique. We were on our way to Geometry, in another crowded hallway. Math isn't my subject. She's about a good four inches shorter than I am with black silky short hair and almond eyes. She?s not dark skinned like most of the Filipino American in my school, then again only the guys are like that in her family. She's cool. Just very overly loud. We are the best of the best of the best of friends. If someone would describe us in one word it would definitely be magnets. Why? Well let's just say the only thing we have in common is the fact that we both like the color green. Its her absolute favorite and third on my list. Then on from music to cloths we?re as different as night and day. "So how's Sammy Sam?" I asked her. Sam's her almost boyfriend. I've never actually met him, but I hear he's cute from eyewitnesses. He plays the sax and serenades Mony, her nickname, and she says she doesn't like him but I know she does. They're definitely obsessed with each other. She didnt respond. I didnt expect her to. Then he showed up. Oh my. I love to look at him. No wait. Did I just say that? No, no, no, no, no. I could not have just said that about Daniel. No! EW! Jeez, freeze and rewind! HE showed up the person I love...uh...I mean hate the most on this planet. Him with his charms and politeness and romantic shit. A girls knight in shining armor. Enough to make you gag. Ok. I admit it. I love him. He?s the love of my life. But you won't find me admitting that to anyone. Not after what he did to me. Oh no. I offered my hand in friendship and he told the whole bloody school I loved him. Jerk. Obviously as you can tell I have mixed feelings about him. He was tall, not to buff, dark brown hair, dark brown eyes. A smile to make any girl swoon. Trust me I've known a few that have. Maybe I should explain how I met. him....here it goes. Fifth grades a few of my friends were ?a little? obsessed with him, same way all the way till last year. I didnt see anything in him. He was always my friends' friend. If you know what I mean. Then I actually got to sort of meet him. He was obsessed with this other girl and my friend asked me to help her help him. He is SO romantic. He brought her chocolates, flower, gifts, you name it. The whole enchilada. I thought it was creepy but didnt mention it. And there he was. What did I do? I disregarded him. I completely and totally ignored him. I knew he wanted to say something. He always did. But he lacks courage. It's why the other girl never went out with him. Monique just looked at me. "What?" I asked her as our other friend Alexandra came. "Nothing..."she said. But I could sense the sarcasm. Alex just said. " What's up?" Alex is also kind of loud, and a tomboy. She loves to beat out the guys. We told her nothing was wrong and we went to Geometry. This was and easy class. We had fun in that class. The school made a big mistake when they put us all in the same class. We talked so much. I don't know how I have and A in there. Well the rest of the class is loud to though. So I guess that explains everything. But today was different. Whatever I did I just couldn't stop thinking about Daniel. (to be continued) [/smallest] [font=wingdings]«[/font]..........................[/bgcolor][bgcolor=7f7f7f][color=fda8d0]
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 [smallest]date: O4/21/O5 | time: O9:45 am | entry: OO11[/smallest] . [font=symbol]©[/font] [font=impact]my day[/font] [smallest]SO I forgot to finish yesterdays layout the bell rang..blah...anyways yesterday was my little brothers birthday and my cousins Uriels. That story is kinda funny. Mario(b) was born April 20, 1993 Uriel(c) was born April 20, 2000. They were both born at exactly 3am in the same hospital in the same room and the moms stayed in the same bed/room. the only difference was that Uriel was a little bigger and they stayed in different cribs. its wierd. lol. Uriel was one big baby. he wieghed 11.8 pounds. He was the biggest baby of the month. Mario was a normal wiehted baby 6-8 lbs. lol. So HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY!It was funny we went to this place Called TOONS, and icecream parlor/restruant. We casually mentioned it was Marios birthday an they came out with those big drums and horns and Icecream and sang happy birthday to him. It was funny becuase Mario almost had a heart attack. It was so loud even the people sitting across the place were singing. Lol.And then we had some cake at night with Uriel and my aunt and the rest of the family.[/smallest] paragraph 2 [smallest]Some guy smiled at me on the bus. He was a saggy baggy so I didnt even look back. I hate it when guys do that. I dont like seeing their underwear. Lol. It was wierd though. we were both listening to this little kids conversation about blood with her brother. yeah so I decided to start a story Journal. I havent written in it yet but will soon. Lol. Tonight. I promise! [/smallest] Kevin has decided he needs a girlfriend. He's 13. He keeps going on and on about how he needs one so he doesnt spend my days like be. Partnerless and bored. I told him even if I did have a boyfriend...I'd still be bored. Lol. Thats the way I am. Plus Im a perfectionist. He just said :"So am I and Im a bigger one. I color coordinate my socks!" Hes definetly weird. [smallest]My nephew/cousin is having his first commmunion. Damn. we havent seen them in a while Yani my aunt is even 7 months pregnant and I just found out about! lol. Well the best of luck to all of them.[/smallest] . [font=symbol]©[/font] [font=impact]responders[/font] [smallest]Nique53: sorry about not being on yesterday. We went to TOON you know that icecream Parlor. Blah.[/smallest] responder: shoutout [smallest]responder: no[/smallest] responder: shoutout [smallest]responder: body[/smallest] responder: shoutout [smallest]responder: else[/smallest] responder: shoutout [smallest]responder: knows[/smallest] responder: shoutout [smallest]responder: about this Journal[/smallest] responder: shoutout [smallest]responder: or CARES. LOL.[/smallest] . [font=symbol]©[/font] [font=impact]subbies[/font] Nique53 . [smallest]layout + image = ©cookiez_n_kreem[/smallest] |
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