Today or Yesterday
Wow, today felt shitty. I woke up late as normal and had to rush to slip inot my jeans and Trans-Am T shirt. I put my shoes on and did all that junk in the bathroom with my teeth and face and then made a break for the car. I got out there and popped in my Reel Big Fish CD, I love that thing. Listened to it on the way to school, but didn't sing to it like I normally do because my voice sounded like that of a Tranny Granny©. I got to school while listening to Brand New Hero, one of my favorite songs... "Goin' away, leaving today, you've gotta find a brand new hero. What will they say, when I've gone away? You've gotta find a brand new hero." And went upstairs. To be annoying, I spread myself across the hallway and stretched out, blocking half of it, the moshpit of a meeting area on the other side blocking the rest. I remember when it was just me there, trying to get some peace and quiet. I attract people, I guess. Nobody kicked me, but I got some mean glares. I was late for first period, but our teacher wasn't there, so I ran over to my seat and got away with it. They annonced the name of one of his teacher friends as having his birthday today, so I suggested we go sing him happy birthday. The 86 year old senile man sitting before me rose up and took off at a near run to the classroom, our entire class following behind him. The teacher saw him and darted back into his room, hiding. When he emerged, he had a wig on and he tried running. Our teacher caught him and took his wig. Our teacher is black and is bald, mind you, and has a unique resemblance to a turtle. When he put on that wig I nearly died. It was blonde. The other teacher announced him as Miss Tina Turner, and he sang happy birthday. It was awesome. Then the rest of first period was absolute bullshit. Doing worksheets and such. Second period.. we finished up watching this french film about a 7 year old boy who was convinced that he was a girl. It's really fucking weird, and didn't do too well in america. I don't know what it's called in french, but I know the translation is My Life In Pink. Then we went to 3rd period and watched yet another movie, The Great Gatsby. I ended up sneaking into another classroom and sleeping through the period. Then we went downstairs to the lunchroom and had a food fight. Nearly got suspended. Then back to watching the movie. The teachers blocked their classes so we could finish the movie. Once done, I went off to 5th period, which was held in a different classroom by an old teacher from freshman year for reasons I don't know. We watched this funny 70's movie about biology called Animals Are Beautiful People. It was cool. Then we had to fill out a sheet. Then next class which was art. I slept through half of it.. sorta slept. I was mostly thinking about Whitney, and being hot because the teacher had the radiator too high. She got me up halfway into the period and I just layed my head back down and continued to think while drawing lines on my paper. Afterwards, I raced home in the early bus. I felt like falling asleep, but someone sat next to me. FUCK. Anyway. I got home and logged onto the comp. Immediately started talking to Whitney. I love you, Whitney. Today's been shit.. it just feels like nothing happened before I logged onto here. Probably why I was sorta depressed when I did. I'm feeling better now, though. Might go to bed, might not. Depends. Oh well. Again, I love you Whitney. Whee.