April 15th, 2004

this is me

a bull

My day was unusual.

I understood some of the bearings problems in Trig... and then I got lost again. Oh no!

Homeroom was when my day took a turn toward the upsetting. I got a pass from my homeroom teacher to go to my counselor at 9:00. I went and waited for about ten minutes. When he got there, he told me that "Your history teacher, Mr. McClure, doesn't want you to take AP European History next year." WTF. I asked McSchmuck and he said that it was okay. So I said that I would take Anthropology and Sociology instead (two semester courses).

I got to French late, just in time to not understand anything at all. I mean that literally - I am lost and confused in this goddamn class. Why do I like French again? I don't remember. I got the pictures for the project from Andrew in Italian, so that (obviously) means that I get to do the whole goddamn thing. THANKS, GUYS. Anyway, our group won the review game (due to my mad skills with irregular past participles). We got this delicious candy, Goetze's Caramel Cream, and it is so good.

I hate History. I hate to say it, but during the class, I was tempted to just give up. Who cares anymore? As long as I pass, it's all good. I don't care about passing the AP test, I don't care about doing good... I just want to pass. Fuck you, McAsshole. Lunch was stupid. Chua made a sign that said "Big Brother is watching you!" and put it on the window, surrounded by George's campaign posters.

I got pissed off with my Outdoor Ed group today. Nobody was doing anything, nobody was listening to anyone else... and it just wasn't working. Ugh. I was tempted to do what Alma suggested and just hang myself. Fucking bad mood.

In English, I was bored. I decided to figure out the "deeper meaning" to A Room With A View without the use of SparkNotes or any other methods for cheating. I haven't come across it yet, but something that might be on the right path - going with all of the rules in the book, maybe there was a rule that you couldn't marry someone that you love? Maybe marriage isn't supposed to be about love. Hmm. I'm going to figure out this damn book by myself if it kills me.

Chemistry was just sitting there. And we did a lame lab. And other BS types of crap occurred. I'm not in a good mood.

I'm sorry, Tiffany and Barry, that you didn't win. :\

I get home and find a letter, addressed to me (or was it my parents? Whatever), from the school. I opened it. Apparently, McFuckYou decided that I was doing so much "better" this semester that I deserved a card of commendation. So I'm doing better... and you still won't let me do AP Euro? WHAT THE FUCK EVER, MCAJKHJADHK.

And now I am going to go wallow. Woo! My favorite past time!
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I wrote this for my English class. We had to write a journal on our body not doing what our mind told it to.

I don't really care if anyone likes it... but I hope you do. :)

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Considering how I did not need to put much effort into that, I think it turned out pretty damn good. Ho hum.
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