Monday, March 3, 2008
Dear Bloggie,
Pep rallies should be voluntary. And anyone who dosn't want to go can go to the library. Seriously, I'd rather be in class. (And that's saying something)
This school dosn't even know how pep rallies work. The band plays too loud for it to sound like anything. People scream, cheerleaders come out, people scream again, and cheerleaders leave. Oh, and people scream some more. Continue this for 30 minutes! At least at my old school there were skits, games, contests, and cream pie throwing (at teachers) to keep us entertained.
Poser was way too into it. She stood up and started dancing. Her ass was in my face and, trust me, it was not pretty. But then she left because shes in dance squad (I guess that's where the cheerleader rejects go).
So Zak, Cowgirl, and me just sat there....well actually Cowgirl thought it was a blast. Me and Zak, however, just made fun of it the whole time and made paperclip earrings. (Cowgirl says hes hitting on me, but I don't buy it. Especially since he just broke up with his girlfriend last week. I know he didn't like her, but he's not that insensitive.) He also said we should get some people who are into anime and come over to his house for, I dunno, an anime bash or somthing. (He has that one anime channel...plus I've got like a million dvds)
Oh I almost forgot. Poser kept going on and on about how she wants to ask this freshman (Billie) out. I almost hope he says no. I know its mean, but the last thing I need is for her to go on and on about him. At least if he says no it will be only a day or two of her crying about it.