still, you don't regret a single day
So Snowball was basically amazing.
I thought at least. I really loved my dress. It was long and it went from black to silver, and it had a sparkly veil thing on it. So yay...and then I did my own hair into little ringlets, but I did not enjoy that part of the day, so. Lol. I ate at Kayla's house with a bunch of our friends, and we had Raclette and Fondo. It was very delicious.
As for today, it was alright. When I woke up this morning, I was short of crying when I realized, "Oh yeah, that school thing." The double Ice Day really didn't make me feel any less tired. But hey, at least we only have two more school days! Ah! And I'm digging the Across the Universe soundtrack.
I'll pretend that I'm kissing
The lips that I'm missing.
Go Beatles.
Ah, let's see. I went to the Career Center for Career Day. I had Teacher Training with Mrs. Sobeske, Sterling and Melanie's madre, so that was enjoyable. And then I also randomly decided to go to Welding with Kelsie Eichler, which was something new. We made these coat-rack things, and mine had a hummingbird design on it, and we were suppose to weld the metal pegs onto it. My mentor buddy guy was just a student (they all were, besides the main guy that ran the whole thing), and we went into this little corner behind these weird curtains. I was all geared up in this weird green jacket that was worn for protection, as well as huge man gloves and huge man goggles and a huge man helmet with a little protective shield that you can pull down to cover your eyes...
I looked so out of place, I mean, my altogether (I should hope, at least) un-manliness, and so did Kelsie, who is like four-foot nothing basically. But Welding was pretty frightening (I mean, the actual welding, not the glass so much since my mentor was enjoyably good looking...he had the dark hair, and everything, and just the fact that he welded was for some reason very adorable at the moment, though I guess I shouldn't be noticing this stuff anymore, but...well, I will anyway). Anyway, he's like, "Do you want to try?"...as in take the welding gun that spits out this blue-white-orange fire and welds the metals together. Which I guess is inescapable (word?) when you're in a welding class.
"Uh..." I said, as politely as I could. "Sure."
And I took it, and put my helmet down in front of my eyes, which resulted in my becoming blind (that helmet is pitch black, you can't see anything!) and I gave the gun a little spit, and stopped, and took my helmet off, and said, "Well, that's something." Or something of the like.
He smiled. "Yeah, it gets stuck sometimes." And offered that I tried again.
"Uh..."
He smile once more. "You don't have to if you don't want to," he said. "It's kind of hard your first time."
And then blahblahblah, after we finished my rack thing I still got to try the welding torch on a piece of extra metal, and though my welding-line was kind of scriggly at first, it was alright the second time. And then I got to paint my metal hummingbird (yellow). And I carried it around with me, and it smelled strongly of yellow spray-paint, which wasn't very pleasant, but not a damper on the day or anything.
Then we came back to school, and I'm skipping a lot of dialogue obviously, but then we went to Choir for a bit, I talked to Matt a little, and then we walked together (with Becca as well) to our next classes, which is coveniantly on a similar route. So I went to History, and Petzko was a little grumpy today. I threw him a bone, though (this is a figure of speech, of course), since he is, after all, the most amazing teacher otherwise. He wasn't grumpy to anyone necessarily, but, oh, there was grumpiness. I heard certain words come out of his mouth as his computer wasn't working. And usually certain four letter words are coming out of his mouths anyway, but they are more of the light type, while these ones were not supposed to be overheard and were of a less skippy nature. Though, well, Mr. Petzko is never "skippy." Pleasant, usually, but not skippy, lol.
But we took a reading quiz in there, and I got 100 percent, so yay. And then we did a little crossword in preparation for the very unexpected test tomorrow, no yay. His tests are hard enough when they are completely expected. This is just all so sudden.
Haha, anyway, I went to art after this, and me and Danny talked some of the hour, and I continued my intricate drawing of that huge slab of a styrofoam tower. Which, when I first saw it walking into the room, I was like, "Not you again." But he's growing on me (the tower, that is, he's a he now). Though he has too many edges and too many jutting corners, I accept him the way he is. And I actually am satisfied with what I have so far. A lot of people say I'm "such a good artist", but I think they are giving me too much credit. Danny, for example. I would never be able to draw the things he does. He has his own complete style, and I think that makes him an amazing artist. He, for one thing, can draw things in like five seconds, when I take way too long. Danny really doesn't give himself enough credit.
Speaking of which (art), I have to draw a couple of trees sometime tonight for our next project. Wow, I haven't even finished the first...
All's good, however. I love that class.
So after school I met with Adam and Matt near the choir room (Jasmine couldn't come) to plan our double-date. We're going to see Enchanted, which (call me cheesy, but...) I really want to see that movie.
Dear Prudence, won't you open up your eyes?
Look around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round.
Ugh, but I hope my terrible cold goes away by then. My ears are plugged, my nose is runny and plugged (a strange combination that I'm sure you all wanted to hear about), and my throat is sore and has all sort of crap in it (phlegm, etc., which I know you all wanted to know that too). Mr. Ford is not going to be happy tomorrow at Balladiers when I can't even take a decent breath through my gut. I didn't notice how second nature that had become until my body physically stopped allowing me to do it because of this ahhhh! stupid! stupid! stupid...cold. But in spite of this, my day was excellent. If you graded days, this would totally be an A, as most of my days (thank goodness) tend to be. Yay A's!
Words are flowing out,
Like endless rain into a paper cup,
They slither while they pass,
They slip away across the universe.
Pools of sorrow,
Waves of joy
Are drifting through my open mind
Possessing and caressing me.
Sorry if this entry made little or no sense. Love you all. : )
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world