heyz! I really don't have time to be doing this right now, but I feel I'm long overdue for an update. *^ ^;*

well, I'll be going on the Close-Up trip to D.C. this year (week after next). I have to take the ACT next saturday. -stress stress- I have to get up early and go to a test center with absolutely no one I know so I'll be by myself!!! most of my friends that are taking the test live on the Westbank and, naturally, I live in the East. all by myself!!! all on my lonesome!!! ehh... I'll finish this later. *="=;* aww shit! I have a chemistry test today!!!    -0-v peace

heyz! I'm sittin in the library right now... stressed. no, I did not wait until the last minute to do one of my projects for Mrs. Bates again. but speaking of Mrs. Bates, since she wouldn't accept my poetry project after SHE LOST IT!!! she's making stay after school for an hour today and an hour the thursday we come back from Easter/Spring Break to "finish it." now, I found my project right where she left it and told her, but she still wouldn't take it. so I still have it. I'll just being sittin in S.O.S. looking her dead in the face... handing it in... and then going to her for another day... for nothing. but y'kno what really sucks about it? I don't get to see Marvin today... well, actually he said he might drop by, but that's not for sure.

Randomness:  damnnnn youuuuu!!!! .............. eh?! what was that for??

but hey, lemme tell you about yesterday and how crazy that was. I was in the middle of my fourth period chemistry class trying to finish some more work that I didn't complete at home... as per usual when all of a sudden Ms. Ruby, main secretary in the office, comes loud and clear through the intercom asking Mr. Reed, my drunken, weed-smoking chemistry teacher *ironic, ne? he's the chemistry teacher? hm*,  to send me to the office. now of course, I'm examining everything I've done this week. "*did they catch me on the cameras cutting class??? did I forget to do something important??? orrr wait... maybe it's about my close-up trip... damn...*" so I finally make my way to the office and when I walk in Ms. Ruby is talking to Andy. so I nod and wave to Andy and wait for him to finish and leave. when he does, Ms. Ruby turns to my and says, "whatcha need, baby?" I said, "I'm Tori Jackson" she said, "oh! did you lose a phone?" I had to think a minute because I did have my phone on my today, but it was in my pocket so I had to feel for it without reaching, "no." well we found a phone with your number in it. she called out my home phone number then asked, "do you know anyone that would have your number in a cell phone?" I thought for a second or two... I say a second or two because Ms. Ruby isn't the most patient of women. "Julia Marchal... Kristin Hawkins... maybe Leon." she asked me to repeat Julia's name... apparently, as I later found out, the phone was found and brought to the office. Ms. Ruby looked at the numbers on the phone to find out who the phone belongs to. she found my home phone number and called it. my mother answered the phone. Ms. Ruby told her the whole story and asked, "do you know anyone at the school that may have a cell phone with your number in it?" my mother said my name.

yes... well, as I was saying: the thought occured to me to ask what color the phone was... only because I remembered that Julia's phone is gold, which for some reason or another made this thought stick out even more. "what color is it?" "black" then she went back to typing. I thought for another second as she searched rather exasperatedly at the glowing screen before her. "ohhhh. IIII know whose phone it is." dammit... had I though it through... it would have been wise not to say that out loud... now I have to think quickly. "who? what's the name?" she stops and turns. "...my friend. he came to pick me up one day... it's his phone" now if you read the previous post I wrote then you know I was telling a bold-faced lie! Marvin was the one who lost his phone, but I couldn't tell her that. so then she says, "well, he's gonna have to come get his phone." so I went along with my story and said, "ok I'll tell him. thank you." "alright, babe."

7:42 pm:

so I stayed for S.O.S... I didn't have to do anything cuz the project is already done. all I did was sit around until she asked me if I wanted to check papers. anyway, she really let me out around 4:00 maybe 4:08, but I hung around until 4:15. once I got a little more than halfway towards the bus stop I checked the cell phone kah-kowww it was 4:16. it was 4:17 when I finally got to the corner and 4:18 when the bus finally came. we hit that bridge at 4:34, touched down at ohh about 4:38 cuz the next time I looked at the phone, it was 4:39 n we wudn't but a block away from the bridge. I got to Canal street... really, the corner of Tulane and Loyola where Walgreens is, at 4:44.

I called my mom to talke to her while I was walking around Walgreens. Marvin came up behind me and hugged me. *YAY!!! I GOT TO SEE HIM ANYWAY!!!*  now that I think about it, he does stay there past 4:30. so I stayed with him and I was so happy cuz it almost killed me not seeing him yesterday...

(brief side story: I was standing at the bus stop after cutting 7th period since my teacher wasn't there when a car stopped at the corner and honked the horn. I turn to see the silhouette of my aunt's hairstyle... yes! it was my aunt Angelina, on my mother's side. she had apparently been looking at houses she wanted to buy on that side of the river and was just happening by. she decided she would bring me home. we stopped at Taco Bell and I got to ride the ferry for the first time... or at least the first time I can remember. we went to Lake Carmel looking for a house she wanted, but we couldn't find it. then she dropped me off and went back to looking at houses and whatnot. so I didn't get to see my sweetie hunny o so funny, rubs my tummy, kiss so yummy, a love like this was once a myth. he's my Marvin Christian Smith! *TTnTT* .//end of side story).

  I would have lost my mind if he hadn't called... which I don't know why I was stressin over that cuz he calls me everyday... no matter what. he finds a way... I love him so much. we went to the library across the street so he could show me this book he was reading yesterday. and we ran around having fun... being in love. at some point this guy walked  by and glanced at the both of us and walks away. so then the cell rings and my dad is asking me 50 million questions about where I am and who I'm with and if the S.O.S. thing actually took an hour to finish. *it takes me two hours to get home on the bus*  so I'm walking quickly out of the library with Marvin rushing to keep up. yes, my father certainly stirred up the fires under my feet. so I answer my dad's questions and whatnot. after I get off the phone with him, Marvin asks me what he said and if I was in trouble. I told him my dad was saying the usual things... I wasn't in the mood to repeat my father's bitter ranting. so Marvin looked out for the bus for me and kept asking me if I was okay and that I looked sad... I wasn't as upset as usual, but I was a little down. I didn't want to leave. I wanted to stay with him. so he kept trying to make me laugh... and he did. he still kept asking me if I was going to be okay when I got home and if I was okay now. *I love how he worries about me*  so the first bus, a Morrison, came and he told me. I said I didn't want to go and he said, "you're not going to catch it, are you?" I shook my head no while I was hugging him and he backed against the wall, hugged me, and continued trying to make me feel better.

all the while we were waiting, we were leaning against the wall and talking... laughing. there was a guy standing on the left of us. when the next bus came, the Paris Road, I was holding Marvin's hand... I didn't want to let go... it was one of those letting go's where you keep touching all the way to the finger tips. I got on the bus... very unhappy... and at the same time feeling stressed and nervous about getting home. I rode the bus, the whole way, thinking of him and everything. I was looking out of the window without really seeing.

when I got to my stop, the person that had pulled the cord before I did stepped out. it was this young guy. I couldn't tell what school he goes to, but when I looked at him I could see he was going to try and hit on me. I started walking. he started rapping under his breath. I continued walking... listening to him for background noise. he then asks me some inaudible question. I turn and slow down so I can hear him better. he asks again, "you just moved out here?" I said no and continued walking. I can feel his eyes burning into my walk, watching me. ten steps... "that was your boyfriend you was with?" "when?" "at walgreens" "yeah." this is when I realize that he was the guy standing next to us. "you in love with him?" NOW AT THIS POINT, I'm thinking to myself like, "*that's really none of your business*" so I say, "yeah" and he gets quiet. my original thought of him was correct, he is trying to hit on me. so I continue walking and take about another ten, 15 steps... now this is the part that when I tell Marvin, he's gonna wanna kick his ass. the guy breaks his silence once again to say one last, erogenous statement, "you know, you kinda sexy." I simply turn around and give him one of those you're-an-asshole polite laughs that you give to ppl you really don't want to be bothered with, but at the same time, don't want to be rude to. I lose him after his friend rolls by on a motorcycle... he stops to talk to him. so I continue on my merry little way home, praying to God he doesn't run up behind me to continue his assault on my ears and time. he doesn't. I've lost him. I simply think about what Marvin will say when I tell him. I love when he says he's gonna kick someone's ass when I tell him things like this... or when I say I like Orlando Bloom. when I got home, I realized that he was the guy that saw us in the library too... was he... following me??

yeah, so now I'm waiting until I can call him. but yeah, so I gotta go eat.  -0-v peace.