All we have to do today is write a diary entry of our day.
9-26-07
Five months until my birthday.
I woke up an hour late, must have slept through my alarm. This was bad because my mom had actually, seriously, sent me to bed at eleven and I hadnt finished my homework. So instead of showering I had to do my homework really fast and of course my printer was messing up but eventually it printed three copies and I was fine. I got dressed in trouser jeans, a dressyish tshirt and flats. I put on earrings and did my make up really quickly and just put my hair in a ponytail. I had breakfast, which was scrambled eggs and bacon (which I didnt eat) and a biscuit (that was doughy) and peaches. I got my mom to write a note for an ad in the yearbook. I got out to the car before my sister and got mad about having to wait on her. We drove to school, parked, I went upstairs to sit with my friends. A little before eight I talked to my art teacher about an NAHS project. Then I went to my locker to put my lunchbox away and came back up to where I as before to go to government. We talked about current events which was good because we didnt have to take notes and it wasnt too boring. Then I had newspaper and I did ad design and it was more frustrating that I had hoped it would be. Then spanish which is my longest seeming class of the day and it was just okay. LUNCH! I did my calculus homework quicker than usual and was kind of bored because there was almost no one at the table and no one was talking. I gave Mia a zebra cake after lunch as a present. Then I went to calculus, and I read a book of short stories during class. Then art, which was good today because we just worked on the NAHS project instead of doing classwork. English was only alright today, not as fun as usual, because I didnt get to talk to all my friends, she split us up into groups to read the Canterbury Tales and I didnt have my book. Last period, Biology, was better than usual as well because a couple of us got to look at little lake bugs under a microscope and sort them by type to determine the health of the stream. It was more fun than it sounds, actually. After school I talked to less people than usual because I had to leave to go to a dentist appointment. I met my mom at the dentist's and told her to be proud of me because somehow, by the grace of god, i swear, i made all a's this six weeks. I hated my teeth cleaning because they used those hooky things that I hate. I was scared that my teeth would look nasty so I told her I had just eaten and could I brush my teeth really quickly? and she let me. I went home and got on the computer for a bit, then ate cereal for dinner, then got dressed for powderpuff football practice. I went to Mia's and we rode to football together. I was good in the drills we did but when we played the game I was terrible. No matter what I did, the girl on the other line, Kacy, always got passed me. I was getting so angry and I didnt want to talk to anyone and I seemed to be the only person messing up. It was really frustrating. Our coaches, which are actually just senior guys, were getting really mad and I hated it somewhat. Mia and I went back to her house and talked to Tracy. It was raining really hard so i called home to ask to wait it out to be safe and they said yes. Mia and Tracy and I ended up getting into a huge wrestling war over typing a text message and it got really dirty, like pinching and biting and hitting, but it was so much fun. Now I have a headache. I just got home and I'm going to do my government paper and hopefully talk to betty because it's our phone call night and thne i'll go to bed early. We dont have school on friday but i have a tennis tournament. then on saturday i have more tournament and then powderpuff practice again. busy weekend.. but not with fun friends stuff. Plus i have homework to do this weekend and copy to write for the newspaper. I should be excited about the threeday weekend but i'm actually not at all.
this journal entry seems boring even to me, so i'm sorry about that. to tell the truth i'm rushing through this because I have to do government and I'm so sore and tired...
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This sounds like a blah day for both of us.
I feel like crap for not calling. I'm screwing up our good record so bad. I'm so sorry, I really am...and I want to talk to you so bad.
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