Urgh, what a day.
Wake up, do the old "I'll shut my eyes for a second" and then notice that I'm dreaming. Oh joy... wake up with 6 minutes to 7, throw on some jeans and a shirt and grab Smashing Pumpkins "Gish" for the ride in. Step outside to warm up my car... and it's 50 out. Well ain't that somethin!
School is slowly breaking me down...
In Spanish Mrs. Mac has become so irritating, so abrasive and so rigid in her ways that I'm really getting tired of it. This whole "Teaching elementary school kids spanish" is really making me nervous... We split the work up threeways which is fine with me. Tell Mrs. Mac that we start tomorrow, she is noticeably ticked, but we needed to start early. Honestly, for some reason her words tend to be forgotten the most out of my teachers... But what can you do. It will be nice to have a week off in the middle as J is on vacation.
J is nice but I don't know, there's something about the fact she never really wears properly fitting clothes, or a belt, that kinda makes me wonder, but I think I might just be prying into her life too much...
English class consisted of a debate. I kept quiet mostly as I realized my class is full of cocky assholes who take competition way too far.
Physics was alright. Mrs. Krous did a demonstration with a Troll doll and remarked it was cutest butt she'd ever seen on the doll, then turned it around and asked me. Joe from the back said "It's lose-lose!".
Had to stay after school for 10 minutes, check in with "After school hours" for senior project. Felt bad considering I didn't really have anything to give them but they couldn't dock me for it...
Got home, internet, took dog out on short walk (on account of the rain) listening to 3 Tom Shields songs, forgetting how good they all. Homework, then out to meet with Mike.
Except I forgot my senior project folder, and I have to turn around and get it. Leave a notice on Mike's voice mail apologizing. Get to FAC and basically wait for him. Get a call from him and he tells me he had a dress rehearsal for a gig that he forgot about. I'm pissed but understand. Not angry at him, at the day, but I was looking forward towards it. Get dinner at The Pizza Pocket, which is under new management. Was kinda iffy. I missed the old look of the place. The chalkboard walls and the checked tiles was it's charm, especially the really nice kid behind the counter. Slow, but funny. Always let me have free bottles of water and soda considering Pete and I would always walk in around 2 AM. I guess I have to wait and see what happens next time I'm on campus and if I want to eat there or not.
Back home, a little veg time, but then work on name tags for the class tomorrow. Watch Family Guy. Then a little guitar. My soloing is still sloppy and not as tight as I'd like, but I feel like I'm improving, which is nice with out any actual practice.
Internet, blagging, then shower and bed...
Tomorrow is the worst, and final, day of the three part hell...
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