Life just keeps going..
Change... unpredictable change... it's over rated.
Today, the weather was fairly glorious, not nearly on the scale of yesterday, but still worthy of a good worshipping by much outdoor activity.
It was about 40F when I left for school, wearing sandles for the first time this year. It was pretty good, even though it was cloudy. In Pre Calc, I gave Schwanny much luff and adoration [for she had gone missing on Thurs. and Friday]. In Spanish, Cassondra chattered at me about her boy issues... in Physics, I got the angry d00m of Schwanny who had found out that I have yet to speak a word to Brett [who I hate hate hate hate. I swear to God I will never utter a word to that thing] and that progressed into choir, lunch and all the way through the end of school. In choir, I sounded like a frog, which was cool. I progressed quite a bit on the damned song about musical gardens [and I just totally tried to type "jardin" -- and for it my spell check is now going into a seizure and insisting even a space is wrong]. But Trish and I are getting the rythem and the notes... somewhat. So... yea. Things are goin' good in the Alto section. At lunch, Landry decided to grace me with her company and she was actually talking to me. Voluntarily. Which was cool. But Schwanny was even cooler, to the point that she could have frozen the table with her heavy silence. T_T actually made me plot ways of "communicating" with the creature despite my utter and most complete passionate hatred of the primordial scum. This lady doth not protest too much.
So... in Speech, we watched A.Martin demonstrate how to make puppy chow. The other scheduled demonstration was supposed to be cheesecake, but our demonstrator, Lacey was... not present. She was at Fun Night [last Friday] when she was being squirted with a squirt gun by some little kid until she finally decked him. A sixth grader. To top it off, Lacey's [18] boyfriend, Keith [21 ish], added a punch I heard. But this is all that I've heard, I wasn' there. I 'unno what the little punk was up to, all I know is Lace's out with two days OSS and she was escorted out of the building by 'police'. Keep in mind that police 'round here consists of Brad who walks funny and looks funny. So yea... don't count on what I say here.
So.. after Martin went, we bummed around eating puppy chow and chattering.
So... 7th Hour came and Twila walks in and tells us that the Petitions are in.
With that, Amy and I hunted down Askvig to have him explain a few things that we didn' understand and he was the first to sign ^_^! ... long winding story short, we're at 12 right now. And I think it'll go better tomorrow because word'll have spread and Amy and I'll've this down to an art. I should hit my parents up right now.
And as a side note... I'm not mad at Besing... I'm just really really sad and depressed. But I'll be fine or something like that... right?
Today, the weather was fairly glorious, not nearly on the scale of yesterday, but still worthy of a good worshipping by much outdoor activity.
It was about 40F when I left for school, wearing sandles for the first time this year. It was pretty good, even though it was cloudy. In Pre Calc, I gave Schwanny much luff and adoration [for she had gone missing on Thurs. and Friday]. In Spanish, Cassondra chattered at me about her boy issues... in Physics, I got the angry d00m of Schwanny who had found out that I have yet to speak a word to Brett [who I hate hate hate hate. I swear to God I will never utter a word to that thing] and that progressed into choir, lunch and all the way through the end of school. In choir, I sounded like a frog, which was cool. I progressed quite a bit on the damned song about musical gardens [and I just totally tried to type "jardin" -- and for it my spell check is now going into a seizure and insisting even a space is wrong]. But Trish and I are getting the rythem and the notes... somewhat. So... yea. Things are goin' good in the Alto section. At lunch, Landry decided to grace me with her company and she was actually talking to me. Voluntarily. Which was cool. But Schwanny was even cooler, to the point that she could have frozen the table with her heavy silence. T_T actually made me plot ways of "communicating" with the creature despite my utter and most complete passionate hatred of the primordial scum. This lady doth not protest too much.
So... in Speech, we watched A.Martin demonstrate how to make puppy chow. The other scheduled demonstration was supposed to be cheesecake, but our demonstrator, Lacey was... not present. She was at Fun Night [last Friday] when she was being squirted with a squirt gun by some little kid until she finally decked him. A sixth grader. To top it off, Lacey's [18] boyfriend, Keith [21 ish], added a punch I heard. But this is all that I've heard, I wasn' there. I 'unno what the little punk was up to, all I know is Lace's out with two days OSS and she was escorted out of the building by 'police'. Keep in mind that police 'round here consists of Brad who walks funny and looks funny. So yea... don't count on what I say here.
So.. after Martin went, we bummed around eating puppy chow and chattering.
So... 7th Hour came and Twila walks in and tells us that the Petitions are in.
With that, Amy and I hunted down Askvig to have him explain a few things that we didn' understand and he was the first to sign ^_^! ... long winding story short, we're at 12 right now. And I think it'll go better tomorrow because word'll have spread and Amy and I'll've this down to an art. I should hit my parents up right now.
And as a side note... I'm not mad at Besing... I'm just really really sad and depressed. But I'll be fine or something like that... right?