pants are nice
Today sucked. The first thing my dad says to me when I get up is "your late, you should have been up earlier. Maybe its because you are too fat. You have to jog this summer or you will always be short. Go down and eat your breakfast and stop being irresponsible." Or something like that. Damn him. Then I have to take Sophomore Testing where my headphones break, so now I have a messed up CD Player and broken headphones. I find out that Ms. Santerre was ripped because I did not go to Men's Choir on Tuesday, so that was peachy. She has no right to be, because I have not missed one thing since I started.. (ok maybe one), but thats a lot less then most of hte people there. Damn her. So after testing I go to Chorale instaed of Civics like I have been doing for the past three weeks, and I still dont have my music down, because I dont rehearse with them everyday, so she starts bitching at me in front of hte class, making me look like an idiot. No surprise there. In Spanish, I get a 78 on a test, which got me pissed beyond belief because I actually studied for that test. No one got higher then an 89, and the Se