I am very alone, and the night is very young...
Hello to all. Uber, quasi, flambastic day.
Woke up and my parents had already left to go to *cue salsa music* Puerto Rico! It was actually them that woke me up by calling me though... for some reason my alarm didn't go off... it better work tomorrow because they said they weren't calling me. Went downstairs for breakfast and heard a very eerie hissing noise. Then I smelled gas. I put those two facts together and came to the conclusion it was coming from the oven... and it was... someone had left the oven on... I don't know how long or anything... but the room smelled like gas... I didn't freak out and I turned the fan and opened some windows. I was afraid to turn on the lights or toaster... I didn't want to spark anything. Everything turned out ok though.
School was fine. Really would have liked that two hour delay. Luckily all my teachers were awesome to the max and pushed EVERYTHING back. History debate, English tests and essays, math test... and page to stage hopefully will be a cool class... its practically my first class with Hilary ever... and hopefully I'll be able to finagle my schedule to fit in human development... gots to learn me 'bout da birds and da bees! ya hear?
Came home after school and followed each and everything listed on my parents itinerary (slave sheet... as I like to call it)... made dinner and did't burn the house down. Went to winter concert! Very cool... very jazzy... all the band were really great... really liked Spain (WOOOO!), the bottle blowing song, and everything else (Andrew's guitar solo). Now I got to go study some Hebrew... hopefully the test won't be tomorrow though.
High of the Day: Math test getting postponed and breaking out in song ("Manchested, England England...") with Sarah G. (elf) during J - hist
Low of the Day: Mrs. Landy screwing with my schedule again
Hero of the day: Adrielle and his violin stylings
Ironic thing of the day: The lead singer of Interpol is named Paul Banks... my theology teacher/ sex goddess is named Paul Blank... I think someone has a night job that we don't know about...
Quote of the day: Alana G. introducing Gutman: "And coming all the way from pre school to play bass... J. Gutman!"
Woke up and my parents had already left to go to *cue salsa music* Puerto Rico! It was actually them that woke me up by calling me though... for some reason my alarm didn't go off... it better work tomorrow because they said they weren't calling me. Went downstairs for breakfast and heard a very eerie hissing noise. Then I smelled gas. I put those two facts together and came to the conclusion it was coming from the oven... and it was... someone had left the oven on... I don't know how long or anything... but the room smelled like gas... I didn't freak out and I turned the fan and opened some windows. I was afraid to turn on the lights or toaster... I didn't want to spark anything. Everything turned out ok though.
School was fine. Really would have liked that two hour delay. Luckily all my teachers were awesome to the max and pushed EVERYTHING back. History debate, English tests and essays, math test... and page to stage hopefully will be a cool class... its practically my first class with Hilary ever... and hopefully I'll be able to finagle my schedule to fit in human development... gots to learn me 'bout da birds and da bees! ya hear?
Came home after school and followed each and everything listed on my parents itinerary (slave sheet... as I like to call it)... made dinner and did't burn the house down. Went to winter concert! Very cool... very jazzy... all the band were really great... really liked Spain (WOOOO!), the bottle blowing song, and everything else (Andrew's guitar solo). Now I got to go study some Hebrew... hopefully the test won't be tomorrow though.
High of the Day: Math test getting postponed and breaking out in song ("Manchested, England England...") with Sarah G. (elf) during J - hist
Low of the Day: Mrs. Landy screwing with my schedule again
Hero of the day: Adrielle and his violin stylings
Ironic thing of the day: The lead singer of Interpol is named Paul Banks... my theology teacher/ sex goddess is named Paul Blank... I think someone has a night job that we don't know about...
Quote of the day: Alana G. introducing Gutman: "And coming all the way from pre school to play bass... J. Gutman!"