Everybody Knows That You're Insane

Wow, i actually woke up to my first alarm; i got sunshine on a cloudy day; which was handy as it took me a little bit to locate my school junk. Ah, school, how i loathe thee and the early mornings that are lived through because of thee..

oh! My dream is back! the one where the streets are lined with people i know that are dead. How i missed it. Argh, stupid subconscious is just being lazy and wont come up with some original material. Curse it.

I need to remember to take my book tomorrow on the bus, i was ever so bored without one today. Im currently reading, "the trouble with alex." It is amusing so far.

I got to school, recieved a ball of depression day wrist bands (22 in total, thanks guys :]) then other wrist bands courtesy of Erin/Douglas, then dragged Erin off to the library so i could do my English paragraph that i had left the prompt at school for. Knocked that over easy, then English Time. I gave that guy my paragraph, he wanted to read it aloud, i said no, then he told me to find something to do for half an hour while people finished off their seemingly tedious task from yesterday. I looked up words for Jap, and chatted to Claire.

After english, Jap Sac time. I was all shaky because i was nervous and kept forgetting my sentence patterns dammit, but i jumped at the chance to go first. Possibly not a good idea. Oh well. i stuffed up quite a bit and my fluency will be somewhere between zero and zero point five. Oh well, its done now. Damn Emily and Lisa and Gracie came out looking happy, thats not normal people! Then we did some translating of some customer complaints; basically some whiny person saying something about a box and a lousy shop assistant. Wtf. Cant say it was a productive lesson in the least. I am not enjoying jap; i have no motivation for doing it, especially as i only wanna do it to try and boost my enter. Then, i think, i need to do well in it for that to happen. So what the fuck am i doing here? Argh who knows.

Reeeeeecesssssss. It was windy and cold, why the hell did i wear shorts? Patterson Erry and I sat on the b'ball court and talked about..I dunno, i dont remember. Must've been terribly exciting. I went and talked to Crazy Campbell about what i missed in lit; she gave me stuff to do to fill in my otherwise timewasting spare. Chris looked not happy, poor kid. God knows what happened this time; the kids are prolly fighting. Again. Gah.

Study.. As Lima had already gone home, i sat in the study room (for once i appreciated the gazillion degree heat in there) and listened to music and did a first passage analysis on Antigone. Not terribly exciting, but straightforward. God damn Kira and her god damn shrill voice made me want to whack her in the head with a chair until she shut the hell up. I instead increased the volume of my music, which helped a little. Goddam dizziness, i am really getting sick of this shit, it is ever so much not fun when the bloody room is fuzzy and spinny when im sitting perfectly still. Curse those Nargals in my head.

Lunch, travelled down the street with Erry and Jess so Erry could look at hair dye, and i could get a couple of things too. Not too interesting, but it beats the idle chit chat on the basketball court. I saw Kelly too, looking happy as ever to be at work; lol. Oh well. I think i want to get some fabric paint nd some white tshirts and make some pretty stuff. I have no idea why. I like to destroy things i guess.

Lit. We did the first passage analysis on the board, then did some sentences, then got told to read a section of the text book. Boooooooriiiiiiiing. Oh well, easy at least.

Hometime. Bus.

I read a cook book with my brother and we decided on all the stuff we wanted to cook. O.o

I listened to him read, then read the newspaper, eated, did the dishes (Mum: you have to do the dishes before the power goes out!!) watched some tv then retreated to my room, and im about to undergo the long, slow process of studying. Ew.

I am far too sleepy for this junk, damn you Miss Universe Pageant! They all looked retarded anyway; all fake and shiny and not prettyful at all. And then the phone call i shouldnt have made. Yea, its prolly my fault, but GAWD i am ever so sick of testosterone.

All day it has felt like wednesday. Even though logically, because i missed school yesterday, it should feel like a monday, if not a tuesday. I wish it was wednesday, as i do not enjoy wednesdays at school, and had it been wednesday, it would already be over. Oh well, not to worry.

The End.