Sunday, March 26, 2006

   I dunno. . .
"Whose the most annoying person you know?"

"As of right now?"

"Yeah."

"Rachael is, As of right now."


That was my conversation with Jena before she claims she wanted to talk to her sister, and I said, "Fine," then we hung up. Jena said something before that, but I can't remember exactly what it was. Jena doesn't know the whole story. She doesn't know what's going on, she knows what Rachael is telling her--all the things that basically make me seem like a total bitch.

So, I made friends with Lizzie and Rachael is evidently feeling some resentment (they don't like eachother) and I'm not saying they have to be friends, or even hang out, but when I talk to one of them, the other's going to have to deal.

I can't stand Rachael suddenly, to tell the honest true. The sound of her face, her face, her walk, everything. Can't stand it and I definately not going to do something I don't want to do--which is talk to her. I mean, I like writing the two fanfics we got going; but thats about where I want the contact to be.

She's gonna sing Once Upon a December from "Anastasia" in choir, trying out for a solo in the next concert. Something I've been wanting to do all year (But with On My Own from "Les Miserables").

Someone said it was to impress me.

Not gonna happen. She'll probably do really well, I'll clap, maybe a 'good job' but only person who could really wow me as of right now is Jesse L. Martin. Fine ass man, I tell you. . . and he can sing. Mm.

I've been trying to remember when this all started. Maybe it started after she read that note that I could care less about her. And she had that sleepover with Jena and talked about Lizzie and me.

"She doesn't feel like she can talk to you anymore," Is what Jena said.

And at the time I thought, "Well, good. Because, really, right now. . ." Because really, I think its much more simple if we just leave the contact we have to a minimum or I'll kill her.

Actually, to be done with it, I'll kill both Lizzie and Rachael. Lizzie and her I'm-the-best-singer-in-the-world thing is irritating. Not, like, ultra irritating since she doesn't seem to have much else she's good at, but annoying enough.

For some reason, I think Lizzie needs me more than Rachael does.

Anyway. . .

Aviva invited me to this Unity Ball thing. And I just realized that my hair will be straightened for it. I'm gonna use that face cream stuff all week so maybe my skin'll clear up a bit before, and I'll use my pink eyeshadow (since the dress is pink). But pink eyeshadow doesn't show up well on really dark skinned girls. . . I hate that. . .

I would like jump over the moon to hang out with Aviva, though. She's fun to hang out with and isn't like my other friends where you can't hug her and poke her and stuff without them freaking out. . .

Oh, and I start going to the Augusta Woods Choir practices tuesday and get to join just after spring break!

So, I guess Roseanne theme song is right. . .


You also get some sun. . .