Monday, November 17, 2003

Stuff....yeah....
Ergh...I was really out of whack today. I got to school quite late, since my clothes hadn't been run through the drier last night, so I had to wait for them to dry. I was quite groggy for most of the day, probably due to last night.

Last night I went to see The Matrix: Revolutions at 9:30. Yes, on a school night. It ended at about 11:45. I went home, got ready for bed, etc. etc.

I could have slept through Algebra II. I think what we're doing is actually something I haven't done before, and I don't understand why it works, but I know how it works, and that's all that really matter right now. My elementary/middle school was a very good one.

In English I had a vocabulary test today. I don't know what I got, but I know it was below an 80, as my teacher announced the people who did. That didn't bother me so much, I know that in the end everything will turn out all right.

After that was history, I had another test. I think I did relatively well. I really like my History teacher. He gives us lemon drops every time we take a test. They are so good!

After history was French; re-learning old stuff in order to understand something new. I'm sure to pass with flying colors.

After French was my Off period, which happened to merge with my Lunch period, thus producing a Super-Off! I got a turkey club sandwich for lunch, once it was finished I set about scavenging. One of my friends didn't want his fries, so he gave them to me. They were taken by someone else. I ate the potato chips that came with my sandwich and waited patiently.

The person who took the fries lost interest in them and I got them back. I went and got a small container of ketchup; ketchup could overpower the excess salt that repelled everyone but me.

I get back to the table, and the same friend that gave me the fries tries to take them away from me. Only he hits the cup and spills the fries in my lap. I brushed them off and snatched a bag of Mike and Ike's, half of which spilled on the floor. Not my best theft, but I managed to get Mike and Ike's out of it. ^_^

After I finished lunch, I followed some friends to the computer lab, where they introduced me to an online Risk game. I played one game and was soundly defeated, but still had fun.

After my Super-Off was Chemistry. Another class I could sleep through and not miss anything. We watched a monotonous movie; it was painful...

After Chemistry was Theology. Nothing much to say about it, except that we spent the whole class discussing a newspaper article. I'm glad that our teacher has such frayed focus.

I went to my Sophmore Student Council meeting today. We didn't really do anything besides take a look at what we made at our last fundraiser and discuss our Treasurer's love life. >.> I watched, amused and socially invisible.

After that, I went to a meeting to join the Rifle Club. It was a spur-of-the-moment thing. I already have many other groups that I'm involved in; more so than I can consider at any one given time. I need some sort of pocket calendar or palm pilot. >.> I've got a Rifle Club Practice, a play, and a Confirmation Lock-In/Retreat thingy. Heh, I had agreed to babysit on that night as well, luckily I canceled before it was too late.

I went and helped work on our Drama set after that meeting was over. I basically held boards in place while people drileld them in. I wasn't of much help, so I left a bit early and talked to my friend Tim, who is also joining Rifle Club.

Confirmation tonight was chaotic, to say the least. Our main teacher wasn't there, so the two aides had to run the meeting. I felt like shouting many times tonight, just to silence the blatantly disrespectful members of the group.

The aides caved partway through and gave us a five minute break. While the others went and lounged, gossiped, got coffee, and played foosball, I left. I walked outside to get some fresh air and to cool off. To my great delight, Christina was standing just outside, too. Her mom is the janitorial staff for the building we have our meeting in, and was working on the other floors. It was very ice to see Christina and talk to her again. I hardly ever see her more than a rare half a minute and an even rarer "hello". She's still in 8th grade at my old school.

So, we talked and joked around a bit. Then my five minutes were up and I went back upstairs, feeling very much elated.

>.< I need to find my school calendar before I can tally up the S-F.C.E. profits.
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