I'm going to have to say that today was a good day for pretty much the whole day, which has happened extremely rarely in the past few weeks. Handbells. Religion class, where Ms. Triebold spent about ten minutes telling me that Peter was naked in a boat while fishing with the rest of the disciples. I'm actually a little bit excited about the research paper in history for this trimester. I'm writing it on the Manhattan Project, which should be really interesting. Plus, it makes me think of Watchmen, so that's an extra exciting bonus. (On that note, Nite Owl is on my team.)
Thespian officer meeting was fun; I'm still unbelieveably excited about getting to wear battle armor in the play!!! The biology lab was fun. And now, considering it, it would have been funny to watch. Seeing Mr. Fenoli and fourteen juniors crawling around on the floor scooping beans and macaroni into paper cups...Hmm. English class was actually not bad. Sr. O'Dea was in a relatively good mood and told me that my thesis was good (I don't know if that's ever happened yet). She even smiled a few times! (ON THAT NOTE. We decided in rehearsal today that Sr. O'Dea is LITERALLY the Professor McGonagall of Forest Ridge. No joke.)
Rehearsal was awesome. We were supposed to do a run of the show sans music, but there were a couple people sick and the sophomores are at Camp Orkila, so we had like seven people, so we did character work, which is really fun. And we got off into crazy tangents. Yay crazy drama kids!
Tomorrow is not going to be the most pleasant day ever (Physics, Calc, and French) but Flashforward is on tomorrow (whoooooooo) and I don't have to be at rehearsal, so I might get my homework done before 11:30, for once.
I would like to share this with y'all...I discovered this song this summer and I love it. The video's kinda weird, and the first part of the song is also weird, but it's a hella cool song.
P.S. The title of this post refers to Mr. Fenoli's quote last week while we were working on the lab about mating guppies.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
I really hate Tuesdays
How in God's name is it only the THIRD week of school??? I swear to God, I'm literally going to die this year. My Tuesday schedule is quite possibly the most hellacious thing I have ever encountered. The morning isn't too bad, Religion, English, Biology, and History, but then after (irritatingly short) lunch, I have French 4, AP Calc, then AP Physics. So I get to feel like a tard ALL afternoon, instead of spread out evenly throughout the day. Madame makes me feel like an idiot, then I get through calculus with difficulty, and then I usually don't get a lot of the physics homework so I feel like an idiot again. GOD. I'm going to die.
I need a Spock. For several reasons. One, because he's really freaking attractive. Two, because he's really freaking smart, and we could do a Vulcan mind-meld and I could gain fantastical genius smartness and totally kick ass at calc and physics.
I would be okay with either Spock, actually.
I need a Spock. For several reasons. One, because he's really freaking attractive. Two, because he's really freaking smart, and we could do a Vulcan mind-meld and I could gain fantastical genius smartness and totally kick ass at calc and physics.
I would be okay with either Spock, actually.
Anyways...I need to study for calc and physics but I can't focus on either when I'm around people (I'm at rehearsal), so that will need to happen when I get home...whatever. Aaaaggghhhhh.
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