Today...
was probably the worst day I've had so far in 2005. If not, it was pretty fucking bad.
It started last night when my baseball game got moved from 4pm to 7pm. Nightgames on school nights suck! Anyway, after the game (I got home at 10), I was confronted with piles of homework (as usual), and two tests that I was NOT ready for the next day. As in I was so unprepared, I actually considered studying. But alas, I didn't get the homework done. Instead, I fell asleep with my head on top of my textbook. Not only did I not get the studying done, I didn't even get the reading done (history). Anyway, my mom saw me like this and tried waking me up several times throughout the night. Needless to say, I didn't get much sleep, and what little sleep I did get REALLY SUCKED!
So this morning I went to jazz, and David Roberts does what he usually does when he sees me tired, or someone comes in late, etc. He takes advantage that he sits right behind me and starts kicking my chair to wake me up. And of course Mr. Kim got pissed at me for falling asleep during rests. Ok, that's why Jazz sucked.
English sucked because I suck at English.
Physics sucked because that was one of the two tests, and for once I did poorly on a physics test. Fuck.
Then came history, and I got a fucking 50% on that test. I haven't gotten an F on a test all year! (excluding pop quizes) Anyway, yea.
But during jazz, Mr. Kim called a reherhal after school. Like he usually does. Yea, that's right, we have jazz band 7 times this week. OMFG, Jazz is not my fucking life. Sure, I wanna do good at Reno, but it's not like its my fucking life. Mr. Kim diliberately told us to put band over academics, which ARE my fucking life. What a little fuck. ok, I'll finish this post later, but now its dinner time.
EDIT: ok, I finished dinner
so, anyway, I had a trombone lesson, I had the rehershal. The rehersal made me late to practice, which coach really hates. You know how they say being sleepy is just as bad as being drunk? Well, in that case, you could pretty much argue that I went to practice drunk. I fucking stuck out on BATTING PRACTICE.... TWICE!!! And of course I made a lot of mental mistakes as well.
So because I was late, I took a chance and didn't lock my stuff up in the locker room. Bad choice. My calculator got jacked, and all my cash. I dunno how much cash it was, but it was a fucking lot more than I normally carry. I went out to get some shit the other day with about $100 and never took the change out of my wallet. I probably lost about $50 on that. Fuck.
Now of course, I have plenty more homework to do, a ton of sleep to catch up on, the trash to take out, and the #1 ranked in state baseball team to play tomorrow.
Did I say fuck?
What a day!
Fuck.
EDIT AGAIN:
Ok, so now I find out that I left my backpack in the car, which is in Kirkland. God dammit!
It started last night when my baseball game got moved from 4pm to 7pm. Nightgames on school nights suck! Anyway, after the game (I got home at 10), I was confronted with piles of homework (as usual), and two tests that I was NOT ready for the next day. As in I was so unprepared, I actually considered studying. But alas, I didn't get the homework done. Instead, I fell asleep with my head on top of my textbook. Not only did I not get the studying done, I didn't even get the reading done (history). Anyway, my mom saw me like this and tried waking me up several times throughout the night. Needless to say, I didn't get much sleep, and what little sleep I did get REALLY SUCKED!
So this morning I went to jazz, and David Roberts does what he usually does when he sees me tired, or someone comes in late, etc. He takes advantage that he sits right behind me and starts kicking my chair to wake me up. And of course Mr. Kim got pissed at me for falling asleep during rests. Ok, that's why Jazz sucked.
English sucked because I suck at English.
Physics sucked because that was one of the two tests, and for once I did poorly on a physics test. Fuck.
Then came history, and I got a fucking 50% on that test. I haven't gotten an F on a test all year! (excluding pop quizes) Anyway, yea.
But during jazz, Mr. Kim called a reherhal after school. Like he usually does. Yea, that's right, we have jazz band 7 times this week. OMFG, Jazz is not my fucking life. Sure, I wanna do good at Reno, but it's not like its my fucking life. Mr. Kim diliberately told us to put band over academics, which ARE my fucking life. What a little fuck. ok, I'll finish this post later, but now its dinner time.
EDIT: ok, I finished dinner
so, anyway, I had a trombone lesson, I had the rehershal. The rehersal made me late to practice, which coach really hates. You know how they say being sleepy is just as bad as being drunk? Well, in that case, you could pretty much argue that I went to practice drunk. I fucking stuck out on BATTING PRACTICE.... TWICE!!! And of course I made a lot of mental mistakes as well.
So because I was late, I took a chance and didn't lock my stuff up in the locker room. Bad choice. My calculator got jacked, and all my cash. I dunno how much cash it was, but it was a fucking lot more than I normally carry. I went out to get some shit the other day with about $100 and never took the change out of my wallet. I probably lost about $50 on that. Fuck.
Now of course, I have plenty more homework to do, a ton of sleep to catch up on, the trash to take out, and the #1 ranked in state baseball team to play tomorrow.
Did I say fuck?
What a day!
Fuck.
EDIT AGAIN:
Ok, so now I find out that I left my backpack in the car, which is in Kirkland. God dammit!