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A Physicist's Guide to Smoked Gouda

 

2000-01-11 22:24:15

today was absolutely exhausting. i dont even remember all the things i had wanted to write this morning but couldnt because of the bell. the worst began with the chemistry test.

seven math problems relating to chemistry, not too difficult right? wrong. i didnt know that mass and volume are the same thing for water, our teacher forgot to put prime bits of information on the test sheet. i got pretty fried. then she gave us back our theory sections from the day before and allowed us to confer with our classmates to correct them, if needed. i started going over question by question with the student behind me when before i knew it, there were people all over the place shouting out answers and questions for all different problems. all i wanted to do was go down the list one on one! HOLD ON! i shouted. i couldnt handle all the commotion any more. everyone was kinda shocked i think, and i tried to apologize later. they all just got quiet and backed away from the desk.

after two full periods of that crap, i nearly fell alseep in calculus but didnt. then in english i tried to read the assignment, but that gets difficult when the back of the room is holding a conversation ::sighs:: so after school i went to NHS tutoring, but no one needed my help. i was bored, tired, hungry, and thirsty. not to mention i had black eyeliner smeared under my eyes, so my appearance left as much to be desired as did my attitude. after a sandwich and three cups of coffee, i felt a little better. so i came home and put on my most comfy comfy clothes. ahhhhhhh.

im wearing black all this week. funfunfun. i especially love the black ribbon i tie around my neck. so simple and yet so striking.

jazz band started last night . . . yah, yah, first alto sax. thats not a trumpet. but still, a very prestigious position. someone has confidence in me, and it sure aint me.

ive been chosen to be on the committee that chooses the new pal leaders for next year. that means feb and march with be extremely busy, ill have Pals after school and musical rehearsals in the evenings. brick says he has one of the songs for the pit and we'll start after midterms. sure we will, i say.

time for me to go. sleep deficit you know.