yesterday was so totally full of crap.
first, glenda ranted about her roomate who is ridiculous. coming in high, slamming doors at 4 am, sleeping with random guys, not going to class. ridiculous.
second, all i did in graphics class was talk about lynyrd skynyrd and aretha franklin with mr. marsh. thank you, immigrant song.
spanish was so amazingly gay. we have a midterm on monday and she didn't even review, knowing that no one in the class knows what the hell is going on. this stems from the fact that she doesn't teach, we just play (spanish language) games and talk (in spanish) the whole class. i don't learn anything. also, yesterday we had to write our homework on the board. so she comes and checks our homeowrk, corrects mine, and i go to write it on the board. then we're checking the answers on the board, and she says mone is wrong. i was like, "Wha..." how you gonna tell me the answer then tell me it's wrong in front of the whole class? naw bitch!
singers was equally gay. i've said it before and i'll say it again... i hate te deum more than i have ever hated anything in the world. yes, including samantha grey. but really, i almost cried, i hated singing it so much. and is it necessary that we sing it for the whole class period 4 days in a row!? no. just drop it, no one wants to sing it except grey and maybe katie. lame! plus, DA is making the conducting students have sectionals and all the altos have to work on is te deum. but of course, despite glenda's request, DA worked on that damn song all day. so yesterday, we altos worked on it twice as much, thanks DA.
so meg suggested that we go mex for lunch instead of oriental, so we headed to los tres. but grey didn't like that g and i were bitching about te deum, so he was like, "i don't think i want to go [to lunch]." i mean, i don't blame him, but i was really trying to get over it. anyway, it didn't surprise me that he said that.
so we get to los tres and the waiter refills my orange soda with unsweet tea and i was like, "Wha..." and grey was like, "uhhh... i think you just refilled her orange soda with tea. the waiter made this hilarious face and ran off with my drink apologizing the whole way. omg it was too funny. i added in as he dashed away, "it was probably tasty...!"
after lunch, i went to the dr about my jaw. he spent a good ten minutes saying my name like sylvester stallone and talking about the rocky movies. really cracking me up. so then he examines me and says i have tmj. lame! i already knew that pretty much and it sucks that there aren't any treatments. so after he told me what caused it, i asked him if it would go away if i didn't do any of those things, and he totally mimed a coin flip and shrugged his shoulders. hilarious. he doesn't know. let's just say that this dr visit was a vast imporovement over the previous time.
so then i drive to martinsville, chill with stew for a bit until nicole, david, and grey show up to go out to eat and see brian's apt. so we had to go to crap ass golden corral which smells like vinegar and washcloth. lame! plus, i only had $17 that mom gave me and i had to pay for me and stew... the buffet was like $9.50. so we split some "chicken fillets" and they were excellent. so there went $11. then we had to drive all the way from eden to collinsville, using up the majority of my already mostly empty gas tank. so i put the other $6 in my tank and i was broke for the second time yesterday.
so brian's apt is amazing and i'm jealous. it's really nice and his furniture is awesome! we watched home movies and ate mint chocolate chip ice cream delish!
so i dropped stew off at the house and forgot the only things that i came home for... my hoodies and jean jacket. i was so mad.
but on the way home, i listened to the burned copy of he is legend's new cd, suck out the poison. DISAPPOINTMENT OF THE SEASON. sounding like metallica or saliva. or even like a screaming nickelback. schular's (or wtfever) voice is so totally shitty. i mean, day-after-day touring, drinking, and smoking will do that to ya. lame! also, can we think of some new lyrics?! all the songs were the same and i don't like them.
anyway, i'm done ranting.
brett hasn't called me yet.
i have to go to greensboro.
later turds.
second, all i did in graphics class was talk about lynyrd skynyrd and aretha franklin with mr. marsh. thank you, immigrant song.
spanish was so amazingly gay. we have a midterm on monday and she didn't even review, knowing that no one in the class knows what the hell is going on. this stems from the fact that she doesn't teach, we just play (spanish language) games and talk (in spanish) the whole class. i don't learn anything. also, yesterday we had to write our homework on the board. so she comes and checks our homeowrk, corrects mine, and i go to write it on the board. then we're checking the answers on the board, and she says mone is wrong. i was like, "Wha..." how you gonna tell me the answer then tell me it's wrong in front of the whole class? naw bitch!
singers was equally gay. i've said it before and i'll say it again... i hate te deum more than i have ever hated anything in the world. yes, including samantha grey. but really, i almost cried, i hated singing it so much. and is it necessary that we sing it for the whole class period 4 days in a row!? no. just drop it, no one wants to sing it except grey and maybe katie. lame! plus, DA is making the conducting students have sectionals and all the altos have to work on is te deum. but of course, despite glenda's request, DA worked on that damn song all day. so yesterday, we altos worked on it twice as much, thanks DA.
so meg suggested that we go mex for lunch instead of oriental, so we headed to los tres. but grey didn't like that g and i were bitching about te deum, so he was like, "i don't think i want to go [to lunch]." i mean, i don't blame him, but i was really trying to get over it. anyway, it didn't surprise me that he said that.
so we get to los tres and the waiter refills my orange soda with unsweet tea and i was like, "Wha..." and grey was like, "uhhh... i think you just refilled her orange soda with tea. the waiter made this hilarious face and ran off with my drink apologizing the whole way. omg it was too funny. i added in as he dashed away, "it was probably tasty...!"
after lunch, i went to the dr about my jaw. he spent a good ten minutes saying my name like sylvester stallone and talking about the rocky movies. really cracking me up. so then he examines me and says i have tmj. lame! i already knew that pretty much and it sucks that there aren't any treatments. so after he told me what caused it, i asked him if it would go away if i didn't do any of those things, and he totally mimed a coin flip and shrugged his shoulders. hilarious. he doesn't know. let's just say that this dr visit was a vast imporovement over the previous time.
so then i drive to martinsville, chill with stew for a bit until nicole, david, and grey show up to go out to eat and see brian's apt. so we had to go to crap ass golden corral which smells like vinegar and washcloth. lame! plus, i only had $17 that mom gave me and i had to pay for me and stew... the buffet was like $9.50. so we split some "chicken fillets" and they were excellent. so there went $11. then we had to drive all the way from eden to collinsville, using up the majority of my already mostly empty gas tank. so i put the other $6 in my tank and i was broke for the second time yesterday.
so brian's apt is amazing and i'm jealous. it's really nice and his furniture is awesome! we watched home movies and ate mint chocolate chip ice cream delish!
so i dropped stew off at the house and forgot the only things that i came home for... my hoodies and jean jacket. i was so mad.
but on the way home, i listened to the burned copy of he is legend's new cd, suck out the poison. DISAPPOINTMENT OF THE SEASON. sounding like metallica or saliva. or even like a screaming nickelback. schular's (or wtfever) voice is so totally shitty. i mean, day-after-day touring, drinking, and smoking will do that to ya. lame! also, can we think of some new lyrics?! all the songs were the same and i don't like them.
anyway, i'm done ranting.
brett hasn't called me yet.
i have to go to greensboro.
later turds.