Oct 13, 2006 21:19
Friday the thirteenth, today. I'm not triskadecaphobic. I'm pretty sure, at the least.
At my school, I have four classes a day. First hour, I have Precalc. I did the homework, and while we were going over it in class... I come to find that I missed the last step in each of the problems.
Second hour is Driver's Education. The teacher accuses me of not having my any of my homework. Almost drove me insane. Turns out, he forgot to check to see if I had any, and just assumed that I didn't do it.
Third hour is English. Amnesty.
At lunch, I come to find that my usual table is taken from me. Don't worry, though. I take it back.
Personal Fitness fourth hour. They get new, shiny, metal DDR pads, and I see the principal securing the XBOX that DDR is to be played on. After doing the regular lifting, I ask the gym teacher if I can go play, and he says that I can't because he wouldn't be able to see me, and he doesn't want to push responsibility. AFter we head back, I change, and hop in line for DDR. Only one person in front of me. He plays... and he fails. But, since he's in beginner mode, his turn doesn't end until the end of the song. After the song, I step up to the plate. And our gym teacher declares the class over, and demands that the XBOX be shut off.
At this time, I find that my cell-phone is stolen.
There's an SSBM tournament tomorrow, and my cousin performs today and tomorrow. My brother wants to go to a party today. This means, I should have to skip my tournament tomorrow, and stay at home today, instead of doing what I had planned.
If I weren't trying so hard to be level-headed, I'd explode. I'm keeping my fingers crossed on the lack of explosions, though.