So much not-healthy-ness...
Well...Friday started out as any other day, well, any other day when I have two quizzes and a test planned, with me not being very awake due to staying up late reading the Aeneid and not studying very much...
On the way to school, my mom asked me if I remembered that I was babysitting Carly that night. This was news to me...but I figured I could clear some room in my *ahem* busy Friday-night plans.
School=chock full o' glee as always...involving me getting almost no studying at all done in, oddly enough, Study. This made for an interresting Bio quiz, which I don't think I did too badly on.
After school=drivers' ed with the lovely Mr. Shapland. It actually went better than usual, with him being too tuckered out to make fun of me to the degree he usually does. Then again, he wasn't up front teaching much today, our rows/groups were each presenting a chapter from our books.
Oddly enough, in the drive home from school, my mom told me how I no longer had to babysit for Carly, due to her getting strep throat, and throwing up for...about 12 hours straight. So that left a big gap in my social calender...
A big gap filled by...another Friday night spent on AIM, during which...Josh told me how he had broken his own nose at track that day. And this is where the not-healthy-ness comes in, because as he was being taken by Mr. Neitchie to the ER, Mr. Bouregard was walking off the softball field, also with a broken nose.
Irony? I think so.
Today=getting up in the ungodly hours before noon, to partake in manual labor. I.E. tech crew met for a special Saturday meeting at 10. Only five of us showed up, plus Mr. Healy, and Meaghan left at noon, leaving four of us there. Weeeeeeeeeeee.
It was fun though, the platform-dealie is all secure and mostly finished and such, and Julianne and myself fixed the staircase. We also screwed up ordering pizza, because they never came and delivered it...*shakes fist*...damn Dominos...
On the way to school, my mom asked me if I remembered that I was babysitting Carly that night. This was news to me...but I figured I could clear some room in my *ahem* busy Friday-night plans.
School=chock full o' glee as always...involving me getting almost no studying at all done in, oddly enough, Study. This made for an interresting Bio quiz, which I don't think I did too badly on.
After school=drivers' ed with the lovely Mr. Shapland. It actually went better than usual, with him being too tuckered out to make fun of me to the degree he usually does. Then again, he wasn't up front teaching much today, our rows/groups were each presenting a chapter from our books.
Oddly enough, in the drive home from school, my mom told me how I no longer had to babysit for Carly, due to her getting strep throat, and throwing up for...about 12 hours straight. So that left a big gap in my social calender...
A big gap filled by...another Friday night spent on AIM, during which...Josh told me how he had broken his own nose at track that day. And this is where the not-healthy-ness comes in, because as he was being taken by Mr. Neitchie to the ER, Mr. Bouregard was walking off the softball field, also with a broken nose.
Irony? I think so.
Today=getting up in the ungodly hours before noon, to partake in manual labor. I.E. tech crew met for a special Saturday meeting at 10. Only five of us showed up, plus Mr. Healy, and Meaghan left at noon, leaving four of us there. Weeeeeeeeeeee.
It was fun though, the platform-dealie is all secure and mostly finished and such, and Julianne and myself fixed the staircase. We also screwed up ordering pizza, because they never came and delivered it...*shakes fist*...damn Dominos...