From stolen shit to random acts of mindlessness, this has been a busy week. Though my ramblings certainly won’t prove this, I haven’t even had time to eat.

I suppose I’ll start with Tuesday. I put my purse on the counter not five feet from my Science work station, and by the end of the hour, my wallet was completely empty. There was nothing left in my wallet at all, not even my license. All my money for the week, my hard earned tips from work, was gone. No more money or driving for Annie.

Wednesday was relatively uneventful except for filling out a police report (the office made me do it). Valerie and I got into a fight the night before since all she was talking about was Rick and it made me uncomfortable. I asked her to change the subject or else I wasn’t going to be about to talk to her anymore, and she took that as some sort of ‘I don’t like you’ clause. Tim, Caleb and I were sitting outside eating lunch (except me, he didn’t bring my ID card that I gave to him on Saturday night). Tim gets up and says he needs to go to his truck. Caleb laughs a short, dry, almost jealous laugh.

“What?” I asked.

“I promised him I wouldn’t say anything.” Caleb said.

I sat on the bench, picking at my black nail polish and not five minutes later, Tim approaches me with a hand behind his back. He puts his fist out front which is clutching a pink, long stemmed rose.

gasped. “What’s this for? It’s so pretty!”

You’ve been stressed a lot lately, and I wanted to get you something to cheer you up.” He said.

“Thank you very much!” I said smiling my sweetest smile.

I hung up my rose to dry in my room. When it dries completely, I’m going to hang it from my ceiling.

Yesterday was the day from hell. Valerie was still pissed at me and found out somehow about my cuts on my wrist. She had the absolute greatest opportunity to ruin my life, but I’m damn lucky we were able to sort things out before she was able to accomplish this.

So Valerie and I were on good terms to the end of the day, Rick has the new nickname of ‘stick boy’, and my Thespian meeting rounded it off. I suppose the whole thing wasn’t so bad, just up until 7th hour, everything sucked. I was sobbing so uncontrollably, with Linton looking on. I guess he didn’t know how to handle this, because he wouldn’t even come near me yesterday.

Today was fine. It wasn’t a very eventful day. Everything was back to complete normalness. Rick went back to being insanely jealous of every guy I talk to, Val went back to being my friend, Tim went back to being…Tim I suppose, but Linton and I didn’t have a actual conversation today. That’s really too bad, and I’m kinda freaking out right now inside, because he’s always around a blonde girl in my class…but I’ll never let him see how much it bugs me.

So tonight is out last home game, as well as a ‘senior appreciation’ night. The seniors get to present their senior salutes, as it is their last home game. We have a game next week, but we’re visitors and we’re presenting our half-time show at pre-game.

I have a party to attend tonight as well. I wonder what we’ll do. Last week at the party, I cut Richard Manner’s brother’s hair. His name is Tom, and he’s a super nice guy. He’s been flirting with me since the 7th grade, and just recently, I’ve been seeing him in an all-new light. I’m not going to chase him, because it’s kind of a ‘flaky’ thing to do, to ask his brother to homecoming, to be denied, to go with Linton, then turn around and fall all over Tom. He probably doesn’t even see me that way.

Time for my uniform. I’ll be putting up the homecoming pictures on my site soon, as soon as I get better quality ones of course.

Oh…and 13 more days until Kendall leaves me for good. I’m going to be sick.