the heart beats in its cage
okay so here's how it goes.
picture day was a bust. but that was expected, i would be bitchy too if i had to work with kids all day.
religion was ghey as usual,
science was kind of retarded but the quiz was hella easy so i'm glad,
but the project took me like three hours. whatta waste, half the time i was trying to figure out what an anemone eats. or some stupid shit like that. i mean, half the reason i chose an octopus is because i like saying "octopuses" anyway. fml
anyway, lunch was mostly amazing. park and such with jeff, sharlotte and andrea. LMAO'd. just little things like stains on jeffrey's shirt and sexual jokes about he and sharlotte and falling off the rolly thing like i'm high and drug reactions with andrea. they get me.
also learned i could be a storage unit for karella, who knew? and discussed some sorely missed important things with celina.
maths was hilaaaaaarious. the manual hole punch and mind melding and mark's reactions. and awkward loners with secret agendas. and identity crises. lulz.
and then media arts. lmao, our project is soooooooo bad. we literally just pasted pictures onto a bristol board and then courtney drew random shit on it. like a swingset, rofl. we're gonna fail. but i'm okay with that. tap stories make up for it.
and after school, helped karella get a book. waited for a meeting to end. dipped the fuck out of there to go look at a house that turned out to be a shithole in a swamp. pictures cannot be trusted. made a sandwich. ate it. damn, was it good.
picture day was a bust. but that was expected, i would be bitchy too if i had to work with kids all day.
religion was ghey as usual,
science was kind of retarded but the quiz was hella easy so i'm glad,
but the project took me like three hours. whatta waste, half the time i was trying to figure out what an anemone eats. or some stupid shit like that. i mean, half the reason i chose an octopus is because i like saying "octopuses" anyway. fml
anyway, lunch was mostly amazing. park and such with jeff, sharlotte and andrea. LMAO'd. just little things like stains on jeffrey's shirt and sexual jokes about he and sharlotte and falling off the rolly thing like i'm high and drug reactions with andrea. they get me.
also learned i could be a storage unit for karella, who knew? and discussed some sorely missed important things with celina.
maths was hilaaaaaarious. the manual hole punch and mind melding and mark's reactions. and awkward loners with secret agendas. and identity crises. lulz.
and then media arts. lmao, our project is soooooooo bad. we literally just pasted pictures onto a bristol board and then courtney drew random shit on it. like a swingset, rofl. we're gonna fail. but i'm okay with that. tap stories make up for it.
and after school, helped karella get a book. waited for a meeting to end. dipped the fuck out of there to go look at a house that turned out to be a shithole in a swamp. pictures cannot be trusted. made a sandwich. ate it. damn, was it good.