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Monday, December 10, 2007
Ah, what a pleasant day. It began by my abrupt awakening at oh, about 7:13. My mother's shrieks interrupted a lovely dream about Zach, and caused me to look at my clock and realize that I had 7 minutes to get ready. We left at 7:30 to get to my school, got there at 7:45, giving me the oh so generous 5 minutes for me to put my cello in the orchestra room(first floor), go to the third floor to put my back pack and lunch in my locker, and scramble back outside to my Geography relo. Did I mention how much I love walking through the bitter ice to get to the relos? After an hour and a half of trying to finish my homework for my next class, seeing as I had been so kind to myself the night before by putting it off. After then end of the class, I ran to Algebra 2, also in the relos, but of course in the parking lot 2 floors below. I hadn't been able to finish my homework in Geography, so I didn't turn it in when everyone else did. I just assumed it'd be okay to turn it in later. Next class: orchestra. First half of the period was quite nice. Lunch period started, and I realized that my 'time of month' was also starting. I borrowed some 'feminine hygiene products' from a friend, and was ever-so-thankful that I didn't get cramps. Turns out that I do get cramps. We returned to orchestra after lunch with me practically limping from pain. I tripped the few steps to my teacher's office, and knocked on his door. He swung it open and I said, "I need tylenol." Yes I know that's illegal. But he's cool like that. He said "Wait a minute," and shut the door on me. His office is in the bass section, so I lied down, and stuck my head under one of the chairs. He didn't come out, and the orchestra started playing, so I went and sat down. At the end of class, he finally came out and said that he couldn't give me medicine, and besides, he was out. I groaned and walked with Anna to the third floor. Science class: I really had to go, so I asked my teacher for a hall pass and went to the rest room. When I came back, there was a note from the office for me, saying that I needed to go call my mom. When I got to the counseling center, I called her, and she immediately said "You're in a lot of trouble." Apparently, my Algebra 2 teacher had called her and told her that I was struggling, and that I hadn't turned in the past 3 assignments. I had to go to her relo right after school. |
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❝ The only excuse for making a useless thing
is that one enjoys it immensely;
All art is useless. ❞
