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[Sep. 20th, 2004|06:20 pm] |
| [ | Feeling |
| |  cheerful | ] |
| [ | Listening to |
| | Gackt - Rain | ] |
I AM NO LONGER SICK!!! *dances*
English was fun. We had a pop quiz. I aced it. Then in dance, we did the usual, I talked with Jordan during class. I have to fund raise. There are prizes for people who raise the most money. First place is $100 of dance lessons at the Nation Ballet of Canada, second is $70 HMV gift certificats and third is something, but I forgot. I SO want to win second. Do you know how many CDs I could buy with that?! Anyway. After dance, had lunch with Jordan. Actually forgot my lunch at home, so I didn't have anything to eat. XD; Katie joined us, and we started talking about bands. They asked if I smoked or drank, I said no, and they said that if I ever wanted to, hang out with them more often. But no pressure. XDD I love my friends so much. Becuse I can hang out with them whenever, even whey they smoke/drink, and I won't have to do it myself. We wandered around for a bit, met up with other people, talked to a squirrle, then went inside because Jordan forgot her watch in the dance room. Though, there was a meeting going on, so we had to leave. I offered to show her my Mana and Gackt pictures, and she jumped on it right away. So I showed them to her and Katie, and she loved them. Said it was magical, asked what kind of music they had, and said she needed to try to hear some after I told her. So I have corrupted one person!
Jordan and Katie had to leave, I went through my locker for stuff, and all of a sudden, this girl just comes up to me, points at Mana, and asks, "Excuse me, is that Mana in your locker?" And I'm just like, "Of Malice Mizer/Moi dix Mois?", and she's just like, "Yes! Him!". So I'm all, "FINALLY, ANOTHER ONE." I should have got her name, but the only thing I could ask was "Do you have any prefference between Malice Mizer and Moi dix Mois?" and she just replied with, "I love them both! Equally awesome!" Then she had to go to class. I really wish I got her name.... I mean, what're the chances of that happening? I never thought I'd meet anyone in Rosedale who knew about Mana, let alone a Jrock fan. Deffientiatly one of the day's highlights.
Anyway, went off to math. The test was easy, burned right through it. And we FINALLY started fractions in our review. Burned right through them, too. XD I love fractions, yes. Mr. Friesen is so awesome. We talked about movies and music. I wish I was in his music class.
Second highlight of the day:
Anyway. We talked and I found out she writes fanfiction, too. And lemons, at that. She said she's really good at them. I found out Tiffany is Japanese, and she knows Japanese, so I asked her a bit of things for what I know, and my pronounciation, and she said I was good on it, so that made me happy. We got to draw Skeletons in art, and it was fun.
After art, Agatha and I ran up with Rebeccah, so we talked. Then we ran into Michelle and everyone on the TTC, so we talked a bit. Agatha had to go westbound, though. And we were all headed Eastbound, so we said bye.
Let's see... what else can I say... um. Oh yeah, I got hit on in the subway today, going to school. Dad and I walked in, stood, and I was leaning against the pole looking around. He was at the other end of the car, hanging on a pole. Black leather trench coat, black long-ish hair, collar, dragon pendant, that kind. He asked if he had talked to me the other day, and I replied with no (my throat was still dead and I couldn't talk very well.). So he said I looked like someone he knew, with the blue streaks (which are now light aqua green) in my hair. Silence, then he asked where I was getting off at, and I said Castle Frank. He said he got off at Bathurst, and asked if I where I was going, so I told him school. He said he was most likely really late. We got talking about stuff, hobbies, and music. And all this time, my Dad is beside me, watching. I doubt the guy knew he was my dad. So he asked if we could exchange MSN, I glance at Dad if it's okay, he shrugged, so I gave him mine... David McKanne... he was nice, but I know he was hitting on me. ^^;; I get so nervous in situations like that. I wonder if he knew how old I was. I never told him, so I got wondering, "Do I really look that old!" I mean, he was tall, and looked to be at least in Grade 10, perhaps 11. When Dad got home, he was joking about it, saying how it would happen so much, guys seeing a pretty girl and coming up to talk to me.
Anyway. Um. I got my homework done like snap. Though, it feels strange. Whenever I'm online, I get this nagging in the back of my mind saying there's something I should be doing, but there really isn't. Yeah. I need to work on writing. |
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