He was in a really good mood during lunch. I was too. It was really fun. It's the best kind of situation. When I'm unhappy, I don't really talk to him at all and feel neglected and just get more bummed out, and when he's unhappy it brings me down. But when everybody's happy it's just... awesome.
Claire's a vampire!
Apparently there's a girl in art who hates me. I don't really seem to care. Which is odd. Normally I do. But I didn't this time. She seemed to think I did because she asked me if I was going to cry. Umm... no. If I were going to cry I'd sound unhappy. Odd, isn't it?
My e.e. is going to kill me... *runs away in fear* I'm afraid to talk to Parsons because it looms over my head like a little black cloud of death whenever I see him, seeing how he's my sponsor and all.
Dammit... was or were? "Who do you wish I were/was?" Both of them sound wrong to me. Ever since saturday (ok, before then even) it's been bugging me. Stupid useless grammar check on word doesn't find a problem with either one. Grrr...
I wonder what people say about me when I'm not around. What are my biggest faults? What do I do that annoys people the most? Do they even talk about me? Is there anything I could do to make things better? I need to never join in on that stuff, though. Even if I know the person, I should either like them enough not to talk about them, or acknowledge the fact that they're human. I mean, jeez, do you expect them to be perfect? Everyone has good qualities and those good qualities can outweigh the bad depending on your values. I mean, I know I'm not perfect, and that not everybody's gonna like me, but I do have good things about me. And there are people who care about me in spite of my faults.
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