I had a long entry full of ranting and raving about frustrated I am right now...But it's not worth it.
I've whined enough about my god awful weekend that seems to be extending into my week...
I threw(I'm not sure if this is the correct spelling *through?*) my first pot this morning in ceramics. It's beautiful.
I'm very proud of it.
I was also hit on again by that kid in my 2nd period. It was very cute. He first asked me which lunch I had, I told him...he seemed bummed out. Then right before the bell was going to ring, he asked me if I was going to do the "licorice kiss"...I had no clue what he was talking about. He explained it (Two people eat a string of licorice to the middle and then kiss!). So, I asked him if he was going to be participating...He said he was going to and was hoping that I would do it with him.
To that I had no response, I laughed and tried super hard not to be mean. It was kind of an ego boost.
The rest of the school day sort of sucked. I had to participate in aerobics...which of course, kick my sick ass...I don't even have to be sick to get my ass kicked in there.
I came home...got into a small fight with Walter (who's not back yet...this being part of the horrible weekend moving into my week...).
I have dance in a little less than an hour. I'm excited. I need it.
I'm hoping that I can hang out with Walter tonight...that he's not too tired too ornery. I haven't anyone to talk to about anything for nearly 5 days.