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interesting title eh? i'll get to that in a sec, it had to do with second period in school.
i had a rather nice day at school, although i'm not sure why, because many things made it not so enjoyable..
home room: normal home room, we had a sucky fire drill, and an emergency exit on the bus.
first period: english; english was okay, pretty boring. we have to make a buisness letter, the type, and in it we have to say our experience of writing. writing about writing... we have to write four paragraphs, and in each we have four subjects to write about.. i wrote more than half the page for just the first paragraph, then i added like an eighth of the page for the opening, which i forgot at the beginning gonk
second period: sience; a less regular period. we had a lab with soemthing about rust, i honestly didn't pay much attention, and made my partner do like everything because i didn't want to touch the rust :XP: so anyways, about half way through the period, these chinese people in black suits started walking into the room from the supply room, and i got really confused. eventually i just decided that they were going to kidnap us all, and ship us to either japan, china, or korea in boxes xd (there's 21 kids in my class, hence '21 children kidnapped')
third period: U. S. History; bad period. got 4/10 on a pop quiz i've known about for three days. learned something about the mayflower p-something though, to bad i forgot most of it...
fourth period: P.E.; not so cool. we are playing softball, and when we were throwing the balls back and fourth, my partner threw it and it hit my three middle fingers on my left hand, and by the end of the period, only my middle one hurt.
later: at sixth period, i had found out that during fourth period, i was put down as absent. apparently because we had a sub. though i don't think it's the sub's fault, i think it's the arrangement of our class' fault.
 Two days ago, one of the people in our class left because of her knees, so we had to move up our 'squad lines'. i, being in the beginning of the line (in the section 'was'), was sent to the end of the line to the right of me, behind someone i don't like (in the section, 'should be'). but anyways, the girl who's in front of the person i don't like, the green dot, decides that she doesn't have to move up, she can just sit where she used to and talk to the red dot, her friend. so now, there's an empty space in front of P1, the person i don't like is where i should be, and i'm stuck behind everyone else. also, the black line after the first three rows is where the net for the other class playing badmitten is, and that probably made it harder to see. i heard the sub screaming something a few times, but i couldn't hear him because i was to damn far back.
(The class is bigger than that, but i just wanted to put in the essential places)
lunch: (just wanted to put this in because it bugged me) yesterday i was in the deli sandwhich line, and there was this stupid kid in front of me, same age but like twice as big (around..) as me, and i had put my book on the table, but then it fell off, so i went over and picked it back up, and got back in line with my friend who was there with me. the guy behind me yells at me, and says that i shouldn't be there because i got out of line and blah blah blah, and that just bugged me a lot, so i got out of line, and went over and moped for like five minutes because i didn't want to get in the longest, slowest line again, so i just went and bought a cinnimon role. but today, the guy was holding onto change, and he kept dropping it, and eventually the guy behind me put his foot over one of his quarters, and threw it into the corner. we were rather close to the place where they actually make the sandwhiches. so it takes the guy a few minutes to actually figure out that he's missing a quarter, and longer to figure out that it's in a corner. so right before he would go to get his sandwhich, he gets out of line, picks up the quarter, and gets back in line. i tell him 'what are you doing? you got out of line, go to the end. don't be a hypocrit.' but he just argues that he should be able to get back in line, and doesn't care (jackass). and just so you know, i didn't ask that guy to do any of that stuff to get back at him, he did that out of his own idea. i'm pissed because that jerk was a hypocrit, and decided that it was okay for him to cut for the same thing that i was doing, except i had to pick something up.
fifth period: band; my finger hurt, made it hurt more playing my instrument, but it wasn't to bad. no lecture today. what really made my day was when the annoying trombone that puffs his cheek's slide got taken off by the girl sitting next to him. *sigh* and then he got his trombone pushed around by the people sitting next to him because he was twirling it around. he seriously does not care if you yell at him, he will pretty much do whatever he wants and not usually stop by some other person telling him to stop.
sixth period: math; meh, last night we had a sheet, and we were only required to do every other row, but i decided to do all the rows because it was my only homework and i wanted to know what the sucky punchline at the end would be. but anyways, i guess that we were supposed to show our work, which i don't think anyone in the room did, so we all had the chance to write it in with a red pen. that's about the time that i was sent down to the attendance office to make sure i had gone to fourth period. if that's the only thing they ask you when they skip a period, i'm amazed more people don't do it... you only have to find out what you did, and tell this lady, and your home free. oh well, i really didn't skip, so i'm okay. rest of the time was regular. i just talked with the other people at my table how the people who made our math books don't think our little eighth grade brains can comprehend 7-8.
 Arancia · Fri Sep 23, 2005 @ 12:18am · 4 Comments |
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