-The Strokes' "Last Nite"

I can really relate to that quote right now. Michael has been talking behind my back again. *sigh* It's like he can't let it go. Oh well, I guess I'll just go on secretly hating him the way I always have. *sigh, again*

So soccer was muddy again today. Muddy & cold. It rained all day so there was a pond out at Alt Park that usually isn't there. And I'm really getting tired of everyone person I talk to asking me what I did today. You don't care & you know it, so stop asking. "Don't ask me, don't ask me, don't ask me how I been." I forget where that's from, but it's a really good song.

Another thing that's been annoying me now: you can't write anything in your blog anymore. It used to be just me & a bunch of the freshman & Matt S., but now it seems like everyone I wanna tell people about is getting a blog, so I can't talk about them because I'm too embarassed or ashamed of what I think about them. It's really pissing me off.

And yet another thing that's pissing me off lately is my mom. She constantly nags me about things like homework. I'm sorry I don't lie to you about having homework & copy off my friend at school. Like just now: I know I'm supposed to get ready for bed at 9:45, & she's at my door at 9:42, "Remember our deal? It's time to get ready for bed." Well, duh. Excuse me for not getting ready for bed three minutes early.

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I'm just sad now for no reason. I hate this. It just happens sometimes. Rachel never called me back. But I'm sure she has a reason. Like her grandma called again. Or something. It's all good. Well, not really, but we can smile & pretend! :D

-max