yoga mats are slippery & science teachers suck. (i only get laid during his manic episodes)
Everyone was slow as fuck today. I was extremely irritated and people knew it because I would blatantly push right through their in-the-middle-of-a-busy-hallway congregations and seriously, fucking get out of the way. Compare your stupid quiz scores off in a corner somewhere.
A BIG SILVER BUTTON FELL OFF MY FAVORITE BEIGE COAT :( :( :(
And I had to carry my fucking yoga mat around all day. And I have to do that everyday, and it is SUCH a pain in the ass I cannot even communicate. But I did start yoga today, and I really enjoy it. I'm pushing myself really hard. I missed all of last week when she went over poses and she asked - "was anyone not here when we learned all the poses?" and I raised my hand and I was like, "It's okay, though, I'll pick it up." And I did, so much of it is what we used to do to warm up for dance so I'm set. I'm having lots of problems though because I keep sliding on my mat? Like it's a standard yoga mat, rubbery, it sticks to the wood floor just fine, but my feet sweat and then slip on it and I spend all of my time and focus using my inner thighs to keep from falling down into the fucking splits, which would be so easy to do but unfortunately not the object of whatever we're doing at the time. So I can't even get into the stretches as much as my flexibility allows because I'm too busy trying not to slip, IT SUCKS. I'm going to try wearing socks and if that doesn't work, I'm trying my dance shoes. It was good though, we went to leave and my legs almost gave out several times on my way to my next class lol. It sucks having yoga in the middle of the day because then I couldn't focus on Psych. I really need to stop trying to diagnose RL people, though (it does make shit make sense, though, if I call him bipolar). Then I got a really beautiful movie idea as I walked to my car in the rain, in my missing-a-button coat underneath my purple umbrella.
I emailed the guy I met on the plane. I have no idea what to even say when emailing someone I'm interested in. He communicates constantly and for a living, so I hope I didn't come across as a tool or as a double lameass. I hope I hear back from him because, idk, I'd consider it some sort of loss if I didn't, even though I only knew him for three hours.
Mia was on SYTYCD tonight, looking as fierce as ever. I want to be her when I grow up. EDIT: OH MY GOD, DID SHE REALLY SHAVE HER HEAD? I WAS JUST TOLD THAT SHE DID. SYTYCD CANADA, WHO ELSE SAW IT. BC I DIDN'T AND NOW I NEED AN EP # SO I CAN DOWNLOAD THIS SHIT.
I have to go into school tomorrow even though I have no classes because I have to do goddamn Genetics lab - I have to sit and count instances of specific phenotypes on dead fruit flies, what the fuck, what is this course's obsession with counting mass amounts of stupid shit? Corn kernels and fruit flies, I have better uses of my time, thanks. AND! It turns out that that bitch gave a pop quiz when I was in FL. That I can't make up. I swear to god she did it just because I wasn't there. I told her ahead of time that I'd be gone and I even handed work in early. Whore. And god I hate science classes to begin with - the teachers always suck so much ass. I've always gotten stuck with shitty science teachers who have low self-esteem and need to abuse power just to feel worthwhile. Thinking back, over my entire academic career, I don't think one science teacher has ever managed to earn my respect. In fact, they've been the worst out of all of them. LIKE, GOD, I HAD THIS ONE DICK CHEMISTRY TEACHER IN HIGH SCHOOL. And one day, I was looking over something that he wasn't currently talking about, minding my own business, but he came over to my desk and RIPPED it out of my hands and THREW it across the room. And so yeah, of course I finished the class with a pissed off demeanor and he held me back afterwards and was all, "IF YOU'RE GOING TO MOPE IN MY CLASS, YOU'RE NOT GOING TO *BE* IN MY CLASS. GOT IT?" Well maybe I wouldn't ~mope~ in your class if you'd just leave my shit alone, you fucking attention whore. And then my Physics teacher, he and the class got in a huge row one day because he was being so power-tripping ridiculous and I was sticking up for myself, which of COURSE caused a huge fucking problem (that I'll write about later because it's going to tie into my "most influential teacher" entry on Mr. Walker). And then he accused me of breaking one of his stupid Slinkies and also of cheating and he wanted to have some ~cheating hearing~ with all of our parents, and he expected that to scare us. My mother was legit outraged at him, so I went up to him the next day and said, "My mom wants to know when you want to have the ~hearing~ so she can take the day off of work." And THEN he tells me that it won't be necessary, ~as long as I've learned my lesson~, and I was like, "No, we'd really like to have it actually." Like, I don't give a fuck WHO you are, if you're bluffing, I'll call you on it. Well I won that fight and got my points back, so suck it. AND OH MY GOD, ANOTHER TIME, WE HAD A GROUP LAB, and I got a group of dumb people. But we each had to fill out our own work so whatever. BUT AT THE END, HE WENT TO EACH GROUP AND RANDOMLY PICKED ONE PAPER TO GRADE. And then everyone in the group got that score. And the paper he picked? Was Pat's. Who failed it because he's stupid. And I got a failing grade for work I didn't even do. So I went off on the fucker and he had the balls to tell me that "it was my responsibility to make sure Pat knew the material"? Really? Really. So it's MY job to do YOUR job while you get the salary for it? I THINK FUCKING NOT. So, no, I've hated science teachers as long as I can remember, going all the way back to grade 7 - I hated that bitch too. Praise the lord this is the last science class I'll ever have to take. Unless I fail it as a result of THIS one continuing to give out points behind my back. LOLOL IT'S FUCKING ENDLESS. And I didn't even mean to rant about this when I came here, it just sort of fell out of my mouth lol.
BED TIEMS.
A BIG SILVER BUTTON FELL OFF MY FAVORITE BEIGE COAT :( :( :(
And I had to carry my fucking yoga mat around all day. And I have to do that everyday, and it is SUCH a pain in the ass I cannot even communicate. But I did start yoga today, and I really enjoy it. I'm pushing myself really hard. I missed all of last week when she went over poses and she asked - "was anyone not here when we learned all the poses?" and I raised my hand and I was like, "It's okay, though, I'll pick it up." And I did, so much of it is what we used to do to warm up for dance so I'm set. I'm having lots of problems though because I keep sliding on my mat? Like it's a standard yoga mat, rubbery, it sticks to the wood floor just fine, but my feet sweat and then slip on it and I spend all of my time and focus using my inner thighs to keep from falling down into the fucking splits, which would be so easy to do but unfortunately not the object of whatever we're doing at the time. So I can't even get into the stretches as much as my flexibility allows because I'm too busy trying not to slip, IT SUCKS. I'm going to try wearing socks and if that doesn't work, I'm trying my dance shoes. It was good though, we went to leave and my legs almost gave out several times on my way to my next class lol. It sucks having yoga in the middle of the day because then I couldn't focus on Psych. I really need to stop trying to diagnose RL people, though (it does make shit make sense, though, if I call him bipolar). Then I got a really beautiful movie idea as I walked to my car in the rain, in my missing-a-button coat underneath my purple umbrella.
I emailed the guy I met on the plane. I have no idea what to even say when emailing someone I'm interested in. He communicates constantly and for a living, so I hope I didn't come across as a tool or as a double lameass. I hope I hear back from him because, idk, I'd consider it some sort of loss if I didn't, even though I only knew him for three hours.
Mia was on SYTYCD tonight, looking as fierce as ever. I want to be her when I grow up. EDIT: OH MY GOD, DID SHE REALLY SHAVE HER HEAD? I WAS JUST TOLD THAT SHE DID. SYTYCD CANADA, WHO ELSE SAW IT. BC I DIDN'T AND NOW I NEED AN EP # SO I CAN DOWNLOAD THIS SHIT.
I have to go into school tomorrow even though I have no classes because I have to do goddamn Genetics lab - I have to sit and count instances of specific phenotypes on dead fruit flies, what the fuck, what is this course's obsession with counting mass amounts of stupid shit? Corn kernels and fruit flies, I have better uses of my time, thanks. AND! It turns out that that bitch gave a pop quiz when I was in FL. That I can't make up. I swear to god she did it just because I wasn't there. I told her ahead of time that I'd be gone and I even handed work in early. Whore. And god I hate science classes to begin with - the teachers always suck so much ass. I've always gotten stuck with shitty science teachers who have low self-esteem and need to abuse power just to feel worthwhile. Thinking back, over my entire academic career, I don't think one science teacher has ever managed to earn my respect. In fact, they've been the worst out of all of them. LIKE, GOD, I HAD THIS ONE DICK CHEMISTRY TEACHER IN HIGH SCHOOL. And one day, I was looking over something that he wasn't currently talking about, minding my own business, but he came over to my desk and RIPPED it out of my hands and THREW it across the room. And so yeah, of course I finished the class with a pissed off demeanor and he held me back afterwards and was all, "IF YOU'RE GOING TO MOPE IN MY CLASS, YOU'RE NOT GOING TO *BE* IN MY CLASS. GOT IT?" Well maybe I wouldn't ~mope~ in your class if you'd just leave my shit alone, you fucking attention whore. And then my Physics teacher, he and the class got in a huge row one day because he was being so power-tripping ridiculous and I was sticking up for myself, which of COURSE caused a huge fucking problem (that I'll write about later because it's going to tie into my "most influential teacher" entry on Mr. Walker). And then he accused me of breaking one of his stupid Slinkies and also of cheating and he wanted to have some ~cheating hearing~ with all of our parents, and he expected that to scare us. My mother was legit outraged at him, so I went up to him the next day and said, "My mom wants to know when you want to have the ~hearing~ so she can take the day off of work." And THEN he tells me that it won't be necessary, ~as long as I've learned my lesson~, and I was like, "No, we'd really like to have it actually." Like, I don't give a fuck WHO you are, if you're bluffing, I'll call you on it. Well I won that fight and got my points back, so suck it. AND OH MY GOD, ANOTHER TIME, WE HAD A GROUP LAB, and I got a group of dumb people. But we each had to fill out our own work so whatever. BUT AT THE END, HE WENT TO EACH GROUP AND RANDOMLY PICKED ONE PAPER TO GRADE. And then everyone in the group got that score. And the paper he picked? Was Pat's. Who failed it because he's stupid. And I got a failing grade for work I didn't even do. So I went off on the fucker and he had the balls to tell me that "it was my responsibility to make sure Pat knew the material"? Really? Really. So it's MY job to do YOUR job while you get the salary for it? I THINK FUCKING NOT. So, no, I've hated science teachers as long as I can remember, going all the way back to grade 7 - I hated that bitch too. Praise the lord this is the last science class I'll ever have to take. Unless I fail it as a result of THIS one continuing to give out points behind my back. LOLOL IT'S FUCKING ENDLESS. And I didn't even mean to rant about this when I came here, it just sort of fell out of my mouth lol.
BED TIEMS.