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September 19th.
I'm taking this as you not wanting to blog anymore.
Which is funny because it was your idea and all.



I am sick. Which did not help me during the PSATs. But it didn't matter whether or not I was sick, whether or not I studied or not. I will never know those vocabulary words. So shoot me now. Or in December when we get our scores.

Because of the darn test I had to come to school early and leave late. After school, I rushed out and went to this new establishment called the Poet's House. It's actually very quaint and relaxing. It's a library of poetry and the place is scattered with comfy sofas and there's a view of the park. I like it there, but I'm intimidated by all the names and titles.

I took the late train home where I saw Angela. I went to the library with her because I need to pick up my requested books. I had two, the new Ellen Hopkins and the new Libba Bray. I self-checked them out so I had to rip of the paper with my name on it and stuff. I put the receipt in one of the books but it must've slipped out because I beeped when I passed the thing. I went the lady to ask for my account information printed out and she said that Libba Bray's book wasn't on my account.

Me : But I requested it and my account said it was on hold for me.
Her : But it doesn't say it on my computer. It won't let me sign it out for you.
Me : That doesn't make sense, why would it not be in my account if I requested it and it had my name on it.
Her : Well, where's the paper?
Me : I had to rip it out to scan it on the machine.
Her : Well, I can't let you take the book without the paper.
Me : Well, I had to remove it to check it out.
Her : I'm sorry but there's another person waiting for it. See -she searches it up- Miriam Heights is wiating for it. You don't want her not to get it do you?
Me : I understand, but I waited for the person who had it before me to finish it. I was second in line, Miriam is third. How is it fair that she gets it before the second person?
Her : I'm sorry but you can't take it. Go over there and see if you can request this again. Libba Bray, Going Bo--bo--

I walk away.

I am not a happy girl today. I have a computer project/quiz/assignment crap to do today. And I have to do it twice because he said so and my partner went to sleep so I have no help.

I love high school.
Just love it.

always,
nat
(wednesday)