BAH.

Sep. 12th, 2005 06:51 pm
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Kay, so school wasn't as painful as i expected.

But it was only the first day.

And it felt like i'd been there a month.

is it May yet?

The details:

Mod 1 - AP English: Pop quiz like, 10 minutes into class. WTFH. Did pretty good tho, since i read it at 11 last night. Got made fun of cuz i asked him to call me Cat. ["Cal? o.O" "No, Cat. Like a kitty. *paw motion since the fucking buses are so loud and you cant hear a damn thing*" "O.o *paw motions and 'wtf' expression* Riiiight. Kay."] Whatever. Don't like poetry; not looking forward to this part of the class. And fucking christ, i sit next to Angela Rufo. if i hear one word about "OMG i'm so worried about -x-" she dies. Slowly and painfully.

Mod 2 - AP Psych: Mr. Naughton reminds me of James. Only shorter, skinnier, older, and with less hair. Although i think James' hair is thinning. But that's beside the point. >>" He's really funny. Aaaannd... yeah. So shit, he's actually reading the papers. Oops. [Like anyone tried on them anyway.]

Mod 3 - AP French: So yeah. This is the first of four years that i'm in a class with people in my grade. it's weird. xD The freshman kid who was supposed to be in our class already took the AP exam and got a 5 i think she said. Jesus. Apparently bilingual schools are good. Other than the awkwardness it's pretty good. But ugh, Jared and Andranik. ><"

Mod 4 - Voice and Vision [Theology]: Did random trivia thingz0r. Twas fun. i felt stupid cuz i recognized people's names but couldn't remember what they did. Fucking Aaron knew like, everything. But i was the only one who knew the song "All i Ask of You" is from Phantom of the Opera. Proud of myself for that one.

Mod 5 - Study: Went to Starbucks, got me a strawberries & cream frappucino, did French hw. Ugh.

Law & Anatomy are the first 2 periods 2moro. i kinda don't want to go to Anatomy since Lisa Q. told me it's a lot of work. Had i known Russo was keeping the Honors Calc classes i may have switched before the end of last year and taken that instead, since i realize i did all the Anatomy shit in Bio. >>" Baaakaaaa. Mom said to see if i could switch now, but it would be too much of a hassle. Wait 2 or 3 weeks for a book, switch into a different Psych class and possibly further screw up my schedule... i'll stick with coloring, thanks.

Learned "Wild Thing" and The Who's "Can't Explain" today at guitar. Annoying to play. As i learn more chords/notes, i keep trying to pick them out in "The Rage Beat" cuz i'm a geek like that. Obsession much?

Christ. Mom's bday is tomorrow. She wants a cake but she doesn't, the only thing she wants is the DVD of the Red Sox getting their rings in April... it's frustrating. i understand that she doesn't like celebrating her birthday, but a at the same time i feel super guilty for not doing anything. And she's turning 50. Fomg. i just don't know what to do anymore. ._.

i had a dream last night that evil Bakura from ygo was running up and down the halls of my school acting like Jack Sparrow. o.O it was amusing.

Goddamn, i wish i could draw. i just got a mental image of Jack/Bakura, but there's no way it's making its way on paper since i suck. Kuro drew a pirate 'Kura before, i think. Practicing drawing and guitar are two different things; if i play the guitar i can usually figure out what i'm doing wrong. When i draw i'll screw up and not know how to fix it, screw up and not be able to fix it even though i know what to do, or just get super discouraged and give up. it sucks. Once i get the hang of my classes and stuff, i may be able to manage my time so that i have more free time. Like today, we're supposed to outline the first 16 pages of the psych book, but i did it all in only like... 20 minutes? in a week or two i should be able to figure out what's going on.

i don't know what to talk about for my speech in theology. i was thinking maybe telling the story about how i talked to the lady in France when i bought my bracelet, but it's boring and no one would care. What the hell. >>"

Meh.
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Oh fucking christ. There were so many potential titles for this entry. XD

Kay. So last night i went out with Ferdy [[livejournal.com profile] silversparkle], her brother, and her dad to the Patriots game, since her dad got clubhouse tickets from someone he works with. i don't care for football, and the only thing i know about it is how to score. [i found out i actually know a little more when i was looking at the scoreboard thing, but it really doesnt matter cuz i still don't care.] We got stuck in traffic on the way down but we had so much fun in the gigantic van thing. Ferdy's dad discovered you're not supposed to bite into everlasting gobstoppers, and especially not 3 at once. So he spit them out the window. And terrorized various other cars. Mwahaha. i won't bore anyone with details cuz to understand you have to spend time with Ferdy's family and their weird sense of humor. XD

We were walking thru the parking lot and all of a sudden we hear "ALLLLLLLLLL ABOARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRD!" and the two of us start jumping up and down for no reason going "OMIGOD IT'S OZZY!" and the guys just started walking faster. [They were playing 'Crazytrain' in the stadium.] The security lady decided my gigantic Kyo bag was "WAY too big. That canNOT come inside." i'm like "Okay, what do you want me to do with it?" And she kinda stared at me. Then she asked another dude and i got to bring it. Whatever. So we took the escalators up, and whatever, and inside was like, gigantic. There were a bunch of bars and food places, and chairs and TVs and shit. [Hell, i'm just going to say 'Dad' not cuz it's easier to type and it's how i address him anyway XD] So Dad and Mike went down to find our seats, and they wound up climbing over everyone cuz we went out the wrong door. Meghan & i stayed inside and wandered. Then Dad & Meghan got booze and me & Mike just stood there like "Okay, you guys suck." [Weird: he's exactly 6 months older than me. (And Crys XD)] Ferdy & i stayed inside and watched the Red Sox game on the TV, then got $8 subs, $4 sodas, and $5 fries. Mmm. They were good though. And the fries were seasoned and we got mao for them. *dies laughing* Kay, so it was Kraft mayo in the squeezy bottle, except it didnt want to come out of the bottle. So we're there haveing major isues with it and this guy's like "Just keep squeezing and shaking it. it will come out... just keep alternating the squeezing and the shaking." We were both laughing at our inability to get it to work, and at the unintentional innuendo, but it's funny cuz when we walked away we were both like "Well that was compeltely wrong." We share a mind, but it's so perverted. XD Spent a good amount of time in the bathroom afterwards hanging out on this bench thing.

The bathroom thing reminded me of my 8th grade teacher. At recess she would only let 2 people go to the bathroom at once and you couldnt bring your food with you. She was like "The bathroom is not a place to hang out. Do you go to people's houses and eat and talk in their bathroom?" Does she not know that in public females go to the bathroom in packs? Yeesh. xD

Moving on... so we went outside about halfway through the 3rd quarter and we were trying to see if we could get on the tv/big screen thing, but we didnt. Aww. And apparently when the Pats score these guys dressed as revolutionary people shoo off guns. Well that scared the crap out of me cuz i didnt expect it, and i got laughed at. Like 10 minutes later Ferdy's like "Ohhhhhh, i get it! They're Patriots!" So she stole my job. [i was dubbed Captain Obvious on the ride down, and she's Major Pain. Haha. Dad's so witty. xD]

She wanted to see Tom Brady, so we're watching the guys on the field looking for #12. We found. #69 instead. -insert immature jokes here.- Turns out his name is Wright. So dad's like "Hey, it's Mr. Right! Haha!" And in unison we're like "Mr. Right is 69!" Christ. And we spotted a giant lava lamp and fucking gigantic gross moths EW.

Ahhh i forget the funny stuff from teh ride home cuz im still super tired. BUt man that day was awesome.

Awesome after 6, anyway. Work sucked yesterday. it was Thursday, which means people get their paychecks. it was the first of the month, which means people get social security checks and whatever, and people are always weird on the first of the month. Fucking Danny worked 10-3, which never happens, and for good reason. All he did was yell at me and blame me ofr anything andf everything that went wrong. Ugh. Then Adrina came in, which made things better. i don't understand why, but every Thursday something goes wrong with the lottery and i can't get it to balance. Renee tried to balance it for me but she accidently cleared the calculator and had to start over. i HATE leaving if there's something wrong cuz i dont' want to get blamed for it. Fucking Phyllis. if she didnt insist on working there there wouldn't be any problems. ARGH. And now i get to go in today and work 3 hours with Danny again. Fucking joy.

Oh yay, i can check the schedule before i leave and we can see when we can go see the Exorcism movie.

My fingers hurt. "Satisfaction" is a pain in the ass to play on the guitar. Every song i lsiten to now i hear the guitar more than anything and i'm always like "Wow that would be fun to learn!" and then i'm like "uhhh... yeahright." The guy said he'd teach me "Broken" but now im afriad. Hooboy.

i'm shutting up now. Gota get ready for work and whatnot. i have tomoro off and Sean will be gone most of the day, so hopefully i can get some schoolwork done. Christ, i can't believe school starts in a week. This is depressing. But thank god this is the last year. it's almost over, yay.

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