I can't believe a year went by so fast

Quote from Rent "finale A" "December 24th, 10 PM, EST, I can't believe a year went by so fast. Time to see what we have, time to see."

I've had this blog for over a year. It seems like so long. I really grew up this past year. My first entry I'm so obsessed about I'm fat, and now I do the calculations and I wasn't fat last May and I'm not this May. So I spazzed out about nothing. Then I spazzed out about group dynamics and popularity. I have problems with people. But I learned that it's not about who you're working with, as long as you get the work done. It's just that most of the time you can get the work done with people you like and work well like, AKA your friends. Just today all my friends in biology ditched me, so I had to join the musical theatre group for the frog speculation. Not dissection, we didn't cut it up. That's tomorrow. And no one was working. Two people were working on health homework, two people were just talking, and Ben was scaring everyone by putting the frog in their face. I was trying to do the work. Ben helped a lot, because he was the only one focusing, but it wasn't fun.

I keep forgetting Christina hates it when I give her advice. Today I told her the style was to put your belt buckle on the side, not in front, so she called me stupid. I don't understand her. She hates it when I tell her anything, but she gets pissed if I don't explain to her how to do the math homework. Sorry, Christina, you told me you hate it when I tell you how to do things. Maybe you should actually pay attention in math class. It's not like Mr. Duffey is going to sit down and have a one on one tutoring session with you to make sure you learn. Maybe you should look in a math book. I resent it when she says, "Em, no one told me how to do this," and expects me to explain it to her, when I'm busy doing my own work. I don't have KK's gentle touch in reminding people, "I think I was speaking," or, "I'm sorry, I can't help you just now." I don't know what to do. I try to say, "Why are you mad?" and "What can I do?" to fix it, because that usually keeps anyone angry from ranting if you focus them on a question like that. But I don't know. It probably makes them even more angry because I don't know why they're angry at me.

I'm going to stop now. I'm reading Confessions of an Ugly Stepsister by Gregory Maguire. I like the books I've read of his. Even though he scares me sometimes.

ttyl!