The clock became a bullet hole, cruel and unkind
I'm thinking I need a project. You know, something I can bring to school and work on while the teachers try their damnest to waste as much of my time as humanly possible. I'm thinking embroidery, but it will have to be something discrete that I can get away with. Every morning I get up and want to hit my head against something until I stop thinking.
Today was especially bad. That is, I think I've reached my tolorance level. It became apparent after about ten minutes of being there that I should have stayed home and actually made myself usefull. Shit, son. These next six weeks are going to be beyond wretched... The folks in the English department have finally gotten it through their heads that we're supposed to do work and everyone else just wants us to show up to do nothing. I want them to stop. The AP tests are over next week. Just stop.
In the mean time, Chem lab has become very theraputic. It's almost as relaxing as sewing or painting... and it's only "almost" because it comes with carcinogens. I forgot to turn in my progress report today, but it never had an official due date to begin with and it'll probably get turned in tomorrow anyway so it doesn't really matter. Spring term kicks ass. And I'm going to sleep because I don't get late start tomorrow. For the third week in a row. F.
Today was especially bad. That is, I think I've reached my tolorance level. It became apparent after about ten minutes of being there that I should have stayed home and actually made myself usefull. Shit, son. These next six weeks are going to be beyond wretched... The folks in the English department have finally gotten it through their heads that we're supposed to do work and everyone else just wants us to show up to do nothing. I want them to stop. The AP tests are over next week. Just stop.
In the mean time, Chem lab has become very theraputic. It's almost as relaxing as sewing or painting... and it's only "almost" because it comes with carcinogens. I forgot to turn in my progress report today, but it never had an official due date to begin with and it'll probably get turned in tomorrow anyway so it doesn't really matter. Spring term kicks ass. And I'm going to sleep because I don't get late start tomorrow. For the third week in a row. F.