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Well, I didn't have a very good day. The beginning was alright. Chorus lesson where Jordan and I spent almost half an hour up in Sandy Bickford's room, searching for a music piece we found but put back. rolleyes Nice move, Jordan. But it was nice all the same.
So then Spanish, where I finished a few papers and then goofed off on Gaia. Math, uh, forgot to pass it in. But I didn't finish a problem on it. So there's another check minus. A few more and I'll be earning a B. Great. But I think I did really well on my stock project, so maybe that'll bump it up. You all didn't do that, did you? It was horrible. All those long, boring history reports. Mindboggling, really.
Lunch. Okay. It's nice sitting at a small table again, but it feels weird. For more reasons than one.
Walk. Did we even walk? I was so spaced out after that I can't remember.....
Um.. Oh. Then the rest of October Sky. I actually like that movie whenever they play it. I love the stars and everything. They're so pretty. And even though I'd never want to go into space, studying them might be alright. That's what I was thinking about all through that. Especially when he had to start working in the mine shaft and went on the elevator and lost sight of the blanket of stars above him..... Poor Homer. Some idiotic girls got teary-eyed, and Maryellen was doing her math homework and would ask me questions every few seconds about the movie. Sheesh. If you want to watch it, watch it. If you don't, don't.
Oh yeah, we did walk. I just remembered what I was thinking about. Wow. But I can't tell you all. It's a secret. It'd make you cry.
Then there's really nothing more to tell. Spacing out in Social Studies, hearing Maryellen complain about her 85% on her poster. If you wanted a better grade, you should have done better. Besides, I haven't even passed mine in. I suppose I'll have to work on that......Then the firedrill, which I had a monsterous headache all through it. The sun hurt my eyes a lot. And then going to Chorus and listen to Serena screech off key didn't help. Seriously. How the hell did she make it into Honor Choir? Shannon said that she was thinking about asking Mrs. Larsen about it so she could talk to that girl before Festival. We're not going to win if she doesn't know she sounds horrible.
Talking to Tim on the bus about all his problems. And then the proxy-avoider that has everyone laptopless. Someone said that he was telling people, too, but he wasn't. The I-Team is still going to crack down on him though, because "He didn't report it". Whatever. It's in human nature to want to blame people and shove your problems on to their shoulders. Then we talked about the Laura-Courtney thing, and he still hasn't decided what the hell he's going to do.......

Ugh. I sound so cold, so mean. Am I cold? Not to you all really....but am I? Rereading this, it really sounds like it. I just seem to be getting more and more negative and critical of everyone. Plus I made Mum worry, with telling her I had a headache and all when she called over the phone. She came home early from her meeting, so I feel like s**t. I didn't want her to. I don't like it when people look me in the eye, but I have no problem staring them down when I'm in space-out mode. Just random seventh and eighth graders in the hall. And in chorus I was all flinchy. Callie kept hitting me with her arm, and Andrea spooked me really bad. I jumped. I wouldn't really talk to them. Really, the only thing I did say was to Andrea on how squeamish I am seeing someone's blood. Someone else's, not mine. Mine's fine. Then I shut up. I barely even sang. Just kept thinking on how crappy we all sounded and how we shouldn't even waste our time going to Festival this year.
I really am cold, aren't I? How terrible of me......