Breaking the Rules...Almost

I just can't bring myself to do anything bad. I have a small voice in my head warning me not to do something I know i'm not supposed to. It's this siren that shrieks at me as loudly as my mom would if she found out what I was doing. I almost skipped the last half of multimedia with Jacob and went to Burger King, because we had to go play a band thing at the middle school and we came back with tons of time left in 2nd period. Now it wouldn't have been that bad, because our teachers weren't expecting us back anyway, but man...I was tempted. But I'm here now, fufilling the last few boring mintues of my class, and wishing I was somewhere, anywhere else. With Jacob of course.

Sigh...and Gym next to. What a way to brighten my day.

Jeez, when I get older Lids, I'm going to have the freaking Spaceballs virgin alarm going off in my head. Or homework alarms or dont-talk-back-to-teachers alarms (cough chapple cough)

Later-

Ok, day sufficiently brightened now. I went to taco bell with Jacob at lunch, and we were so worried that we'd be late for class after lunch, that we walked all the way there and back in about 15 min. Not even that much really. Oh well, it was so nice outside, and nice to to go somewhere with a friend rather than wait around. That's still not enough incentive for me to go to the bowling alley everyday with Adam, but it was fun for today. I never realized how much I missed Taco Bell...heh heh.

My mom's going to the PX today, and she's going to pick me up some more sewing needles so I can fix my white skirt where anna's dog ATE IT. Grrrr....
Anyway, if tomorrow is anywhere as nice as today was, I will wear that skirt with my only new shirt left, which is BRIGHT BLUE (I know shock, right? Kirsten about fell out of her chair when I showed it to her)

Soccer practice was alright, and I did better on most of the drills than I normally do, but my knees are so messed up I couldn't run very fast. I have a doctor's appointment Wednesday, but I had to sit out with two more drills left in the practice 'cause I couldn't walk. I did lots of push-ups and curl-ups instead. Then I ran the last two laps really slowly with Ali Robar. She was so nice, running exactly my speed so I wouldn't be last. We spent the whole time talking about clothes and guys, which is what I'm supposed to talk about normally. We always change in the bathroom, and I was in my sport's bra and she was like "WHOA!! YOUR WAIST IS TINY!!! WHY DON'T YOU WEAR TIGHTER CLOTHES?!?!" I laughed at that, and said I wished she wasn't the only person who thought that, and while we ran we complained about parents who won't buy us new clothes. Then we complained about guys who won't go out with certain people cause their tall... Since I left Traverse, I haven't really had anybody to talk to about stupid, pointless stuff, because I try so hard to be included with the older people who are more like me. Now I've got the seniors to include me on the soccer team, I can be as stupid as I want, because they are all...more relaxed. Especially Ali Cruz, Ali Robar, and Morgan. I'm so happy I joined soccer instead of softball.

Ok, done sounding soppy now. I need a shower an my mom's yelling at me to get off this thing.