Yesterday I went to Michelle's house to work on the science final project. Michelle's a part of the popular azn clique, although she's a cool one. So's Peony and Eveline. Helen and Maytak are nice...and Janice I'm civil with, the rest of the I have noooo idea who they are. Michelle and Peony are in the group and we were kinda of bored of working, so Peony and Michelle decided they both wanted to see Sum of All Fears and they invited me (they didn't want me to feel left out). I thought sure they're cool and I was up for seeing a movie. My parents would be cool about it. So Michelle decided to make some calls for rides etc. That took a while because everyone was some where different and with finals coming up there a lot of people that had a lot of projects and homework. The more people she started calling and the more I started to kinda recognize them and they were all a part of that popular clique. I was thinking about it more and if it was just the three of us I would have gone no problem, but then I realized it was more of a group gathering and I know I wouldn't have anyone to talk to because they all knew each other and I was just a third wheel. I declined because of that reason and because Michelle was having an interview at Baskin Robbins at 7:30 and the movie was at 8, I couldn't just stay at her house until 8. Part of me would really have liked to go, if I had know at least some one else. I kinda really wanted to go. :( Oh well you live and learn.

At her house it was kind weird, I was really uncomfortable, I didn't know what to do. In science class everything is so relaxed, but I dunno I kinda freaked out, she was cool/dorky as always, Peony got there at like 1:30 and they're much closer friends than I am with either of them, but they made sure to clue me and talk to me so that was nice. :)

And on Thursday night I hit both of my feet on the stupid guest room's desk. On the desk there's a low shelf right above the floor where you can put your feet, the edges are sharp. I wanted to roll out so that I could talk to Mom, so I tried to push away with one foot, the chair was kinda stiff and hard to roll, and my foot was conviently under that shelf so it finally rolled out and when it did, it hit the top of the shelf...hard. Now, I had this cut and scrap and large bruise on my left foot. I screamed held my foot, went to the bathroom, cleaned it off and put on a bandaid. So I was very mad hurt and I went back to playing my frogger game on the computer. I thought my dad called me again and me being smart...very smart, instead of using my injured left foot I used my perfectly good right foot to push out and...yupp you guess it....I did the same thing, twice as worse and to my now right foot. So for the past 3 days I have been wearing my flip-flops (which are very comfortable by the way) and walking around very gingerly. I have a small cut on my left foot and a bigger one on my right. I hate this.
I had my flip-flops on and Mr. Del was like hey! you're wearing slippers and then I was like did you see my feet?! and I told him the whole story and he was just cracking up about how I had done it twice. From that point on I just told people I hit the desk and let them think I did it once and hit both feet at the same time. gr.