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holy crap yesterday i went for a nap at 8:30p.m, and i woke up at....2:30a.m.... so yeah, i totally suck at napping. so i just got up and got a glass of water, then i went back to sleep till my alarm went off.
went to band. found out i shouldn't of gone because my instrument still isn't fixed. so that made me pretty upset. till i found out it won't be back tomorrow which means i get a sleep in day. grade nine kid, your a flippin' genious. it was so funny just sitting there. daniel was like rocking on his chair.. and his hair was flowing. we decided today that clearly i'm the better player, my sound was just so superb today.
history was pretty funny. the teacher was talking to me like i was retarded because i mentioned every day the desks are in different spots. then michael asked to go print his project, and the teacher said no because he should do it on his own time. so because of the fact the teacher was talking to me like i was retarded. i stood up for michael. then, in class, he decided he wanted a class advocate so people like me wouldn't randomly argue with him. and he told the story of how i stood up for michael, but changed it, alot. it was funny, michael turns around and we just start laughing because we both knew that's not what happened.
crazy biology student teacher.
me- "hey mrs. student teacher, is this the correct answer for this question?"
student teacher- "yes."
teacher- "no.. it's...."
hahaa. got to love student teachers.
then at lunch i noticed this thing on my face. it looked like a mosquito bite. it was quite sick. and the only person i could find with foundation or something, her skin was wayyyy lighter then mine and just made it more noticable. but then during spare i found some that worked.
spare was filled with homework. accomplished biology and history. then made sam work on my group project with me. and it's a good thing i did, because one of the people in my group didn't read the book, or sparknotes. and the other person would just say something without logically backing it up. so i worked on it myself. then he'd ask me what i was writting, so i just said the answers. and he got mad. so i told him, and he's disagree, so i told him to back it up. and he wouldn't. i'm not trying to say i'm always right, just freaking back up your points.
so i did the effin' project on my own, at home, on my own time. jerks. ohh, got another lovely english mark back, yes thats right 50%.
oh and i found out the guy in my enlgish, who has math with my friend. was talking about me, and how i disagree with the teacher too much. and my friend kept telling him the teacher didn't like me, but he was being an ass about it. and today he told me if i was in the other english class, i'd sooo fail. fuck you jerk, at least i back up my points and stick up for myself.
oh, and then there is this lovely story. ok, so i told an old/sort of friend about the guy. and today i asked my friend to go to the barrymores show with me, and after telling me he had to work he's all like "why doesn't your boyfriend go with you?".. turns out the old/sort of friend told her mom or something that i had a boyfriend, who told her son (brother of old/sort of friend), who told the friend i asked to the show. no wonder i try not to conform to the stereotypical girly attitudes. shit like that happens.
but yes, no barrymores show for me. it's a sad day.
went to band. found out i shouldn't of gone because my instrument still isn't fixed. so that made me pretty upset. till i found out it won't be back tomorrow which means i get a sleep in day. grade nine kid, your a flippin' genious. it was so funny just sitting there. daniel was like rocking on his chair.. and his hair was flowing. we decided today that clearly i'm the better player, my sound was just so superb today.
history was pretty funny. the teacher was talking to me like i was retarded because i mentioned every day the desks are in different spots. then michael asked to go print his project, and the teacher said no because he should do it on his own time. so because of the fact the teacher was talking to me like i was retarded. i stood up for michael. then, in class, he decided he wanted a class advocate so people like me wouldn't randomly argue with him. and he told the story of how i stood up for michael, but changed it, alot. it was funny, michael turns around and we just start laughing because we both knew that's not what happened.
crazy biology student teacher.
me- "hey mrs. student teacher, is this the correct answer for this question?"
student teacher- "yes."
teacher- "no.. it's...."
hahaa. got to love student teachers.
then at lunch i noticed this thing on my face. it looked like a mosquito bite. it was quite sick. and the only person i could find with foundation or something, her skin was wayyyy lighter then mine and just made it more noticable. but then during spare i found some that worked.
spare was filled with homework. accomplished biology and history. then made sam work on my group project with me. and it's a good thing i did, because one of the people in my group didn't read the book, or sparknotes. and the other person would just say something without logically backing it up. so i worked on it myself. then he'd ask me what i was writting, so i just said the answers. and he got mad. so i told him, and he's disagree, so i told him to back it up. and he wouldn't. i'm not trying to say i'm always right, just freaking back up your points.
so i did the effin' project on my own, at home, on my own time. jerks. ohh, got another lovely english mark back, yes thats right 50%.
oh and i found out the guy in my enlgish, who has math with my friend. was talking about me, and how i disagree with the teacher too much. and my friend kept telling him the teacher didn't like me, but he was being an ass about it. and today he told me if i was in the other english class, i'd sooo fail. fuck you jerk, at least i back up my points and stick up for myself.
oh, and then there is this lovely story. ok, so i told an old/sort of friend about the guy. and today i asked my friend to go to the barrymores show with me, and after telling me he had to work he's all like "why doesn't your boyfriend go with you?".. turns out the old/sort of friend told her mom or something that i had a boyfriend, who told her son (brother of old/sort of friend), who told the friend i asked to the show. no wonder i try not to conform to the stereotypical girly attitudes. shit like that happens.
but yes, no barrymores show for me. it's a sad day.