Perverted Jokes and Missing You

Song of the Day: "Lucky You" Taylor Swift
Hat of the Day: Nothing...no hats for school. But I have a cool blazer!
Quote: "You don't know what Big Logan is?"

I wonder why I sit with my lunch table sometimes. As wonderful and...interesting as each of the members are they all have one thing in common that kind of sickens me.

They are all perverted, teenage boys.

Ranging from Gumsan who just turned fifteen to Josh who's nearing seventeen I think, they all make perverted jokes from time to time. I don't mind poop jokes. I don't mind disgusting jokes. I don't mind political jokes. But I do mind when they make comments about "big Logan" or anything along those lines.

But, you know, that's what I asked for when I started hanging out with guys. Their cool...like bow ties and fezzes. (That was for you, Davey.)

My school days are...basically an escape me I suppose. I get out of the house and do something productive with my time so its better than being home and...well being home in general I suppose.

(So I totally just ran into this girl I haven't seen since seventh grade here at the library. Weird right?)

But the weekends are something different. Normal kids look forward to the weekend. I don't. At all. I look forward to going back to school. Because at school I don't have time to think about other things, like people I don't see or people I miss a lot. But at home on the weekends with a limited amount of things I can do...I tend to miss people more than I do during school.

So you see what I mean when I say schools an escape. I don't love school particularly. I don't love being in class. I love my class, which consists of seven girls and four guys who are all varying degrees of insane. I love my teachers, who also vary in degrees in insanity. And I love my other friends from the rest of my school, which would fit inside one column of bleachers at Freeman's football field without any trouble.

I need to find a hobby. Writing is a hobby but instead of helping me focus on something else, it makes me even more emotional. When I write, I put my heart and soul into it. I write what I'm feeling most and that's probably why I'm writing about how I miss people so much.

By people I mean Seth Gustafson and by miss I mean completely wish I could drive because I would drive across the country and visit him if I could right NOW!

But, that's my life. I am a happy, go lucky girl by day but at night I'm basically a writer who pours out her heart and soul into her books.

Depressing right?

I try my best. Ha ha!

Well, can't really say I'll see you later. Because I won't be seeing any of you. Except for the majority of you who I'll see tomorrow at school. If your seeing me tomorrow....BRING MY DR. PEPPER!!!

Till this space bar stops making really loud noises,

Adeline

PS

seriously, bring me a Dr. Pepper.