Tuesday, March 30, 2004

A review of the day's activities.
..Yeah, I've restarted this update three times now due to various issues. I'm going to be brief. Sue me.

I woke up "late" today (6:45 AM.. Yeah. Late.), ate some Pop-Tarts, and got a ride from my father to school.

First Period- Science: We had an Awards Assembely instead of Accelerated Reader and "Family Life" (Sex education, basically), and I ended up getting two or three award things. I don't like the attention, though. I'm just happy with my report card, and I don't need a stupid free hamburger at In-N-Out to feel good about my accomplishment.

Second Period- Phys Ed: ..Yeah. We "get" to play Frisbee Football in a tournament for two straight weeks with me the suckiest team on the face of the earth against a wall of evil 8th grade assholes. Woo-hoo. I sort of enjoy this game, but I would feel a lot better about the tournament if the thing was set up half-decently. They chose our teams based only upon who sits in our little rows we do our stretches in- And I happen to be in a row of obsese people who try to do good but can't and a gaggle of under-achievers who could care less about catching a frisbee. now, next up, we get to play a team consisting of 15-year-old, 6 foot tall people who put too much importance into beating seventh graders into the dirt (metaphorically, of course, in this case). Not to mention the point system goes as follows: One point if a guy makes the point, and two if it's a girl. Now isn't that rather.. Sexist or something, in a way? It's basically saying that girls are less likely to score a point, so their touchdowns should be worth twice that of boys, who are by nature more active. But on every team we've played, the person who's best at catching is a girl, and it's basically no use for us to try and do the same. We have one girl on our team, and she tries to help, but isn't good at the game. Oh well. It doesn't matter; it's just a game.

Third Period- Math: We had to turn in our math notes today, to be inspected. Our school uses this style of note-taking called "Cornell Notes", where you're supposed to write questions about the information in the margins and write summaries at the bottom of each page. It's really pointless, because I never use the questions while studying (Which is the purpose of Cornell Notes), but our math teacher checks to see if we have our questions all set up anyway. I had mine done last night, though, so I wasn't worried about getting a bad grade. We got Progress Reports as well, and by some sick and twisted miracle I have a 95.4% average in the class. It thought that math test a couple weeks ago was going to seriously bring that down to a low C.

Fourth Period- Language Arts: Two words: Prepositional phrases. We spent an entire hour identifying prepositional phrases in sentences, making diagrams of them, and saying if what we found is Adjectivial or Adverbial.. Yeah. I spent the entire period drawing DeathBaby. Who is DeathBaby, you ask? I shall divulge this information in a different post.

Fifth Period- Lunch: I ate some really crappy Teriyaki Chicken and went into my Language Arts room to study for the History Test in seventh period.. I didn't need to go over much more, just what the individual European rulers were famous for, and I was out of there and watching my friends act like jackasses for fifteen minutes or so.

Sixth Period- Art: Some creepy lady I didn't know came up to me and started congratulating me on getting my awards.. It was quite embarassing, as my mortal enemy (Codename: Leprechaun) was walking in the room just as the lady was going, but.. Yeah. It was strange. Anyway, I finished up the last details to my Earth Day commercial storyboard. It's.. Interesting, I guess, but I won't go into detail. My teacher loved it, and now I'm doing one of my sick and twisted comics about the dangers of pollution. In Sixth Period I just get to zone out and draw. It's more enjoyable than lunch, by far.

Seventh Period- Social Studies: We came into the class and took the test immediately. It wasn't that hard, especially because I studied. I spent the rest of the period re-reading a book called The Giver. It's good stuff, but I'm tired and want to get this post over with.

So I dropped off my friends at one of their houses, came home, did homework, went to a piano lesson, and now here I am.

*walks away*
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