My Moodiness: mad at myself
The Musicage: Empty Apartment - Yellowcard
being sick sucks all on its own.
being sick and being at school is a whole new level of suckiness.
i wake up normal time, get to school normal time, all that fun stuff. first period, i feel like crap again. coach comes up and says we're doing timed writings, which would enjoy me. she couldn't be more wrong. sure i'm the fastest typer in the class, doesn't mean i like it more than everyone else. it sucks. i get to history, still feel like crap, mr. burke isn't in. interesting. mr cyr (thats right, my GEOMETRY teacher) comes in a few minutes later and starts subbing the class, telling us useless facts even mr. burke wouldn't bother with. we got a paper and had to do the first three questions. i didn't feel like it, did it anyway, finished the paper, and basically relaxed the rest of class. i get to science, teacher isn't there. girl that's subbing looks no older than us. we finish our comics and do a review for the test tomorrow. here's where some more suckiness comes in. i still don't feel good, juan didn't finish his english, i go into my bag to get my english. i flip open the top, all my pens, calculator, my glasses EVERYTHING just falls on the floor with a loud crash, embarassing me like all hell. i sink in my chair, pick up my things (with help from Estefani and Inez) and sit there quiet the rest of the time in embarassment. i get to geometry. this is one of the worst. i do the problem on the board right, do OK on the class work. i get that test i studied a whole night for back, and got a 53. that's right, a 53. Me, I'm the good girl, who normally gets a B or an A on a test. I studied my ass off, and managed one of the lowest grades in the class. go me. we get our term grades, as term ended last week, i end up getting a C+, which just KILLS my chances at getting onto the honor roll. i got a C+, and am disappointed in myself. i know its not a bad grade, but i just expect so much more of myself. i felt like crying i felt so miserable. bell rings for lunch, walk to locker, shove things in there, walk to library to meet mark. library closed. we have to go up to the lunch room. i get in a lunch line to get something to eat, as i barely ate anything this week and might as well try. i got a pizza, and got some juice. i pay the lunch lady, wait for mark. in the process, i spill apple juice ALL over my pants and my converse. i walk over to a table with britany and peter, sit with them most of the time. tv goes bezerk, i expect the girl from the ring to pop out at me. 5 minutes before the bell, we wait out in the hall. ryan, being the total smart ass, tries to make sarcastic comments and all that, and i'm too sick to give a fuck. he keeps pressuring me, and i just wanted to slap him. then he was like 'i was just playing.' stupid bitch needs to keep his mouth shut when i'm in a bad mood. next we had english. peter and i were talking in british accents, don't ask. at the beginning, mark starts talking about disgusting true facts, so estefani and i decided that next time he does, we go into detail about PMS and all that cheery freaking stuff. we had to go to a damn computer lab and learn EVERYTHING that everyone in office tech already knows, the pointless stuff about formatting. i basically sat there bored the whole time, and mark was buggin the shit outta me. bell rang end of the day, felt miserable still, chris drove me home, went to CVS, got a Sprite, and now I'm still down on my parents computer, wishing i had mine. And this is from 50 HP Facts, recently put on the leaky cauldron:
9. TWIN jokers Fred and George, the owners of Diagon Alley's new Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes, celebrate their birthday on the stupidest day of the year, April Fool's Day.
i say its the BEST day damnit.
Last thing. This isn't final, but it's what I'm thinking of wearing to the movies Friday (at like 11 am to see GOF of course):
And most likely some black pants and my converse. if i can get to a store sometime this week and get my 20 bucks from chris, i may make a custom shirt that i'll show you.