Thursday, June 2

A new project

So we've got that movie skit thing in history. My group is doing life in the South. I was really sad that I couldn't work with KK. I just wanted to work with her. I didn't care who else was in our group; I would've been happy if I could work with KK. But, of course, everyone else had to make a big fuss about it too. KK got herself into a pickle because she had promised Stina and Wendy she'd work with them, which left room for one other person. Madeleine is the best person at being brutally honest, since she really doesn't care about people's feelings who are below her, so she asserted herself and got to work with KK. Then Wendy says wtf and goes to work with some other group. Wendy always does that self-sacrifice thing. She shouldn't have left. Because then we didn't have enough people and we were stuck with some John and Diego. I really didn't want to work with Elizabeth, but she's really okay and we usually get along alright. I guess is was inevitable since Madeleine can't stand Elizabeth so she stuck her with me. Who elected Madeleine group divider anyway? I thought Stina always said she was my best friend, why didn't she want to be with me? KK doesn't even care about her own popularity, and here she's practically tied with Madeleine. I feel so betrayed. KK didn't even try to be with me, she just let Madeleine decide everything. This is what happens when you get too many friends. But you know what, that's not my problem because I really only wanted to work with KK. I know I'm not saying anything about Kati because she's alright and I don't mind working with her. If Wendy hadn't been all, "Yeah, KK you promised I could work with you yesterday" then I could've worked with Stina, Madeleine, and KK, like we had planned when Ms. McDougall was talking. Now I know how Tasha feels whenever she gets left out of a group project. I'm so sorry, Tasha! And now we get stuck with John and Diego, so Madeleine goes and takes Diego, so I'm stuck with Kati, Elizabeth, and John. John's weird, he keeps looking at me. Like, he's talking to Elizabeth, so I'm listening too, and he keeps flicking his gaze over to me. It creeps me out! He's done it before, like in band, he's talking to Piera, and he keeps looking at me. Argh! Stop it! Speaking of band, Danny's really weird. There was this notecard on the floor, and we were all standing together, and I guess Danny picked it up or something. So anyway, he's walking back to his seat, and he like, hands it off to me. So I read it, and I'm like, "This is a notecard for a science test. Why did you give this to me?" He's so weird. Why does he always pick on Ally? She's a ditz. You can tell she likes the attention.

I guess this whole not-being-in-a-group-with-my-friends thing will turn out to be okay. You can't pick your group in real life; this will be practice. And then I'll grow up to be able to work with difficult people (though I don't think I'll have to anyway) while Stina continues to be shy around people she doesn't know, KK continues to be the most by-the-book goodie goodie, Madeleine continues to disregard me, and Kati continues to be obsessed with Marty and water polo.

How I think others view me and my friends:

Top (most popular, most listened to, most valued for their opinion "cool" people)
Piera
Madeleine
Middle (normal people, sometimes excluded from being in the "cool" group)
KK, Stina (here's where I thought I was)

Kati, Regan, Nina, Heidi, Wendy, Tasha, Me
Bottom (stinky people)
All Boys


This is not how I rate my friends. This is how those higher than me obviously rate us. I have gathered this info based on their group-picking skills. Just remember, I'm not God. In God's eyes, we are all equal. Lesson of the day: don't be a passive group member. If you want to be in a group with someone, assert yourself. Thank you, Madeleine, for being an excellent example. We all love you. *cough* :) You know, I don't know. Whatever.

I really have to start working on history now. And the English extra credit.

I'm not mad at anyone (except myself), I've vented all my anger on this subject. That's what a journal's for! If you're mad at me, I'm sorry, I'll try to make it better. Really. ttyl!

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