New Guy

We have this new guy and I like working with him. He isn't slow in packing and if you tell him something once, he comprehends unlike this other girl they hired. He's way better than that other girl! She legit just stares at orders and doesn't do shit. And then, when she does pack orders she does everything wrong.
The new guy is a senior like myself, at my rival school. I wonder if he's single or not. I pretty much have to ask him questions to get anything out of him because he's pretty quiet. He keeps to himself unless he has a question about something. He reminds me of me but as a guy, they'll talk to him more than they talk to me. I guess this is my chance to be more open and make a new friend.

The pros of my own car

I had to bring my brother with me to this last minute invite to a block party. It wasn't fun and we pretty much got kicked out because a whole bunch of teenagers (my group) were all trying to be on the trampoline all at once. Once we took their candy, we had to take this girl home because she was grounded. We all went to her house and chilled outside. After a good two hours outside her house, it began to rain. I had to take home two guys so me, them, and my brother ended up at one of the guys house and chilling. The guy's brother was playing a shooting game on the PS3 and my brother just got so excited. He just kept talking throughout the whole game. I told my brother to be quiet... But that didn't work. So, I began to tell him to shut up and he one up-ed me with "shut the fuck up". He began to sing that phrase til I tackled him to the ground. After that, I don't know why but I ended up wrestling with the guys until it was 11:54.
It was a pretty crazy night. Now, I have to do some homework :/

I'm going to hate senior year

First, I had to go to this place called Maxwell. The teacher seems cool and all but it's depressing to be out of the loop at school for the first three classes.
I walked into my fourth period class and everyone was like, "What are you doing here?" Mind you, I came back to school from a 20 minute drive from Maxwell and went to the wrong bus (which is gonna be changed). My whole class is mad that we have to change their lunch because they have all their friends in C lunch. It is what it is.
I failed two quizzes... I hardly think it's fair to test students on the first day of school. I hate teachers who ask questions on the littlest details. I read the book! You don't need to ask me what color the stupid thing wore. I'm going to reread that book and make a list of characters and little, stupid details because this class is gonna kick my butt. That was all my AP Literature class. I also failed my AP Chemistry quiz but that's whatever. I'm more scared for AP Literature then anything else. 

That's how the cookie crumbles

This guy has been trying to go to the movies with me and I keep cancelling on him because my family and I are all broke. My dad and step mom are waiting for some check and my dad borrowed the rest of my money so we don't have much entertainment money.
I just found out that my dad has $20 that he could give me but the movie theater that I wanted to is too far and $10 worth of gas wouldn't get me there and back with the truck. That's the reason I kept cancelling.
Now, my friend who does drive asked me if I wanted to go to the movies with him and he can pick me up so now it seems like I just didn't want to go with him. I don't have gas money and I'm telling my friend that I'll give him gas money when I get paid, next week.

Cockblock

I was talking to an old crush/coworker today. At first, I thought he was just passing time on his break but then I saw he wasn’t eating his food and actually talking to me. It was surreal. Maybe I’m inside too much but it was nice to sit down and have a conversation with someone, face-to-face. Seeing that person’s smile… Hearing their laugh. I miss all of that.

And then my dad walked in with the kids and fucked up our conversation. I found out later that he told the kids to go to Dominique. He gave me the baby and said, “When you’re done here, go home with him [the baby].”

When she was 17 years old

My mom still has her prom dress. I've always admired how pretty it was. I grew up looking at this picture (see below).

I finally decided to try it on and it fits. Well, I had more boobs than her at the time but it fits. My mom and grandmother were like, "You should wear it to prom!" I honestly want a red dress to compliment my skin tone. It's beautiful though.

Somewhere Only We Know