Mar 15, 2007 22:42
TOK:
So today Mr. Quinn pulled me and Jake and Juliet aside.
I was wary. He made fun of me for it. And then got to business.
Basically, fifth period TOK sucks. Only half the class talks.
And most of what actually gets said is retarded.
Quinn did his version of a compliment, saying Jake and Juliet and I
needed to "spread the wealth," so to speak - aka, not sit together in
the back of the room.
I was really flattered.
But when we split up and I went to talk to Jackie and Heather...
Goddamn.
Have some fucking ideas, people.
I was not amused and am definitely sitting w/ others tomorrow.
Dancing:
Lindyhop will be my doom.
It doesn't work in my brain and thus cannot transfer to my feet.
And I missed last time, so I didn't learn stuff I needed to.
So this poor freshman kid had to teach me things.
Except he was a really good lead, so I actually didn't learn.
And then when I tried to teach Devon it really failed. Sorry!
I...can do the routine really well? Dammit.
Erik still thinks I can dance.
But I can't. Shorts tried to teach me things and basically I died.
...possibly something to do with the extreme flustered-ness.
But also because I can't dance.
Damn.
Oh well.
I AM SO EXCITED FOR BIG BAND DANCE YOU DO NOT EVEN KNOW.
Laura has predicted something "cute" will happen.
She read my palm...so I'm hoping she'll be accurate.
GAH.
I AM SO INCREDIBLY AWKWARD AFTER THAT AND I DON'T
EVEN KNOW WHY IT IS SO FRUSTRATING AND I'M PARANOID
ABOUT THINGS AND I FEEL RETARDED.
GAH.
Still...
:D