2005-05-31
shoot me in the face.
Um. Hello. I don't know if you remember me but I am Ahna. Yeah. I am the creator and slacking-writer of this here diary. Um. Well, just to let you know. I am not dead. :smiles meakly while looking at floor:
Ooh Crisp, where to begin? I don't know if you all knew this or not but i just thought I would point it out to you(and for those keeping track in some kind of notebook or with scratchmarks on their prison cells, I thank you)that:
In eight days I am graduating high school
Oh wait, you probably didn't hear that. Sorry I forgot how this diary thing works. I believe I just mentioned that:
In EIGHT DAYS I AM GRADUATING HIGH SCHOOL!
Ahem. That's a tad better.
Ben and I are over as it should have been(ahah play on words aren't I clever?)way before it started. No hard feelings, we were better friends anyway. Really it was technically friends with benefits but who was actually paying attention.(This is all probably some deep seeded pathetic attempt to passively get rid of the hurt...erm no.)
What else do you want to know? Willow Tree, my poem, looks damn fine in print. I mean other than when it comes out fresh from my printer that is. Especially with my two dolla autograph on the bottom.
I received a children's service award for my work with the fourth graders. I just returned home from a band banquet. My last pathetic meal and terrible band director puns for my high school career. Oh, that's sad. Regally. I might shed a tear, but I'll probably turn that idea down.
Hmmm. Great book to read in two hours while wearing your cap and gown(without tassle, that's on my purse)and typing(or supposedly typing)a College Prep Essay is God and I Broke Up by Katarina Mazetti.
Leave me notes or I will jump from a five story factory during my grad party. Party on a roof, what what!?
Quote of the day:"Argh god damn the thesis statement."-[Myself to Ryan Day]--they are are the antichrist of high school(that and cheerleaders)
French phrase de jour:Demandez-lui son numéro.(duh-mah(n)-de lwee soh(n) new-me-roh)Ask him for his number.--yeah i really should, I'm working on it. lay off