The End of Days
May. 4th, 2005 07:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tabular_rasaToday was one of those days that makes me really know I'm going to miss everyone.
English was fun today. We had a discussion about chocolate penises made by the head baker at Allen's Cakes, and there was the whole issue about Andrew being out of the Trust Circle, and being inducted back in after he told Drew he looked like Marky Mark. I told my dad about Drew's obsession with Marky Mark, and he got this derisive grin and decided he needed to tell Mr. Brotherson that. I neglected to mention that Drew even stated he'd turn gay for Marky Mark. Mr. Brotherson doesn't need to deal with that, and my dad would have WAAYYY too much fun with it, lol . . .
Though apparently Andrew's having some girl troubles, which we heard about, as well. Everyone advised him to break up with her.
It was awkward at Tutoring, though. Andrew and I were the only people to show up (for the second time this month . . . ), and pretty early on Andrew got a phone call from this girl, and apparently there was a confrontation . . . and some tears . . . and Andrew came back looking ready to cry himself. So I tried to comfort him, and give him some support in what he was doing, but there's only so much I can do. I offerred him an Altoid and suggested he either explain, seriously, that there had to be some changes, or, if his evaluation pointed to know other alternative, break it off, like everyone was begging him to do. He didn't want the Altoid.
Hey, it was the only food I had.
So then Tiffany shows up (ALL he needs . . . lol . . . ). She didn't know about this at first, so there was the usual Tiffany-Andrew awkwardness, but he explained it and she was nice about it (good job, Tiffany). She even left me a note on my car telling me to tell him she apologized if she made him upset.
Chris Beuter and Robert made brief cameo appearances, too. I got a buck out of Tiffany, sponsering me for the Dance-a-Thon. She gave Andrew like 6 cents and Robert about 35. Chris and I talked about how he threw a printer at me in AP World History last year.
Dan showed up, in the end, and insisted that Andrew's girlfriend didn't like Dan, but Andrew-- which just about made things about ten times worse for Andrew's already massive guilt and equivocism about where to go from there.
I think today was a memory. As I was sitting there in the little threesome at the table, there, Andrew, Tiffany, and I . . . it was like, "This is the last time this is ever going to happen." Pssh, it may have even been the first-- but it was nice . . . that Andrew and Tiffany who've hated each other for 6 years could get over and sit and talk and be nice . . . I think they were both fine with it . . . and I was fine with it . . . and now I just feel sentimental. I feel bad for Andrew, on one side, because that whole thing is screwed up . . . but . . . well . . . I'm in a big-picture mode . . .
Plus, is it just me, or do I always walk in on other people's problems at just the wrong moments? I don't mind, of course. I try to help. It's just odd.
I'm going to miss everyone. I'm not going to forget them, either. This is going to be painful.
Tory wants me to say I love her, too. I WUV YOU, TORY!!! Ook!
English was fun today. We had a discussion about chocolate penises made by the head baker at Allen's Cakes, and there was the whole issue about Andrew being out of the Trust Circle, and being inducted back in after he told Drew he looked like Marky Mark. I told my dad about Drew's obsession with Marky Mark, and he got this derisive grin and decided he needed to tell Mr. Brotherson that. I neglected to mention that Drew even stated he'd turn gay for Marky Mark. Mr. Brotherson doesn't need to deal with that, and my dad would have WAAYYY too much fun with it, lol . . .
Though apparently Andrew's having some girl troubles, which we heard about, as well. Everyone advised him to break up with her.
It was awkward at Tutoring, though. Andrew and I were the only people to show up (for the second time this month . . . ), and pretty early on Andrew got a phone call from this girl, and apparently there was a confrontation . . . and some tears . . . and Andrew came back looking ready to cry himself. So I tried to comfort him, and give him some support in what he was doing, but there's only so much I can do. I offerred him an Altoid and suggested he either explain, seriously, that there had to be some changes, or, if his evaluation pointed to know other alternative, break it off, like everyone was begging him to do. He didn't want the Altoid.
Hey, it was the only food I had.
So then Tiffany shows up (ALL he needs . . . lol . . . ). She didn't know about this at first, so there was the usual Tiffany-Andrew awkwardness, but he explained it and she was nice about it (good job, Tiffany). She even left me a note on my car telling me to tell him she apologized if she made him upset.
Chris Beuter and Robert made brief cameo appearances, too. I got a buck out of Tiffany, sponsering me for the Dance-a-Thon. She gave Andrew like 6 cents and Robert about 35. Chris and I talked about how he threw a printer at me in AP World History last year.
Dan showed up, in the end, and insisted that Andrew's girlfriend didn't like Dan, but Andrew-- which just about made things about ten times worse for Andrew's already massive guilt and equivocism about where to go from there.
I think today was a memory. As I was sitting there in the little threesome at the table, there, Andrew, Tiffany, and I . . . it was like, "This is the last time this is ever going to happen." Pssh, it may have even been the first-- but it was nice . . . that Andrew and Tiffany who've hated each other for 6 years could get over and sit and talk and be nice . . . I think they were both fine with it . . . and I was fine with it . . . and now I just feel sentimental. I feel bad for Andrew, on one side, because that whole thing is screwed up . . . but . . . well . . . I'm in a big-picture mode . . .
Plus, is it just me, or do I always walk in on other people's problems at just the wrong moments? I don't mind, of course. I try to help. It's just odd.
I'm going to miss everyone. I'm not going to forget them, either. This is going to be painful.
Tory wants me to say I love her, too. I WUV YOU, TORY!!! Ook!
