I'm a little frazzled right now.
Frazzled? Is that even a word?
Heh. I looked it up. It is.
I spent the majority of my night at school, orienting eighth graders from nearby middle schools with the high school, and trying to recruit german club members. It wasn't as bad I expected. In fact, it wasn't really bad at all. I didn't attend this last year, but I heard stories about the eighth graders breaking windows and such. Most of the kids who came were timid and quiet. Some were cocky, but for the most part they were pretty decent.
Surprise, surprise. (Note: this is actually a surprise) My mother decided to just give me her cell phone. Just a couple of days ago I was talking about how I don't really need a cell phone, and I don't. But it's nice to know people could get a hold of me when needed. They're so convienent.
Besides watching too much television and having this mini crush on my World History teacher, everything is pretty much the same.
Oh dag.
World History teacher? Crush? No, I'm kidding. He's just... cute. And part sweedish. Besides that, he makes his class interesting. History. Interesting. I know.
And strangely, he's exceptionally nice to me.
[ps- Steve, you're still numero uno in my corazon (with the dash thingy over the 'O')]
Goodnight all.
Also, I seem to be missing my Sublime cd and I am very, very pissed. Very.