You used to think yourself the hero...
Today, Taylor, Emily, Jasmine, Liz, South, Japanada and Sidney weren't at school. Not even Greg was there! It was so quiet, with just me and Nathan and Kelly and Jess. But Kelly had a test and Jess disappeared too, so really it was just me and Nathan.
So I watched Top Gear on my iPod during lunch and after school. Haha, that show is insane XD Tori! It's too bad I can't get more episodes...
Also I forgot my keys, so I spent the entire afternoon in the library. Read up a book on German which was ok. Got to the short story section and gave up after a few pages, partially because I could only understand about 30% of it but mostly because I was pretty much asleep.
I snapped myself out of it enough to wander over to the WWII section, since I have a project coming up. But all the books there were ridiculously dull, except for one called "Kilroy was here", about wartime humor. It was very entertaining. Still, studying WWII makes me depressed. I love studying about it, but the sheer magnitude of it hurts my brain.
There's a blood drive tomorrow, and I'm finally old enough to donate, but I've been feeling dizzy the last few weeks- my hypoglycemia seems to be returning with a vengeance. I'm pretty sure I would pass out if I donated anything. Damn my genes.
In PE we're playing soccer. I fail at soccer, so very much, but I love to play it anyway. I ran across the gym a lot and fell down quite a few times. And I managed to kick the ball more or less in the right direction. Didn't score any goals, but then again with Maria as the goalie that was damn near impossible.
Open Mic tomorrow. Oh dear.
So I watched Top Gear on my iPod during lunch and after school. Haha, that show is insane XD Tori! It's too bad I can't get more episodes...
Also I forgot my keys, so I spent the entire afternoon in the library. Read up a book on German which was ok. Got to the short story section and gave up after a few pages, partially because I could only understand about 30% of it but mostly because I was pretty much asleep.
I snapped myself out of it enough to wander over to the WWII section, since I have a project coming up. But all the books there were ridiculously dull, except for one called "Kilroy was here", about wartime humor. It was very entertaining. Still, studying WWII makes me depressed. I love studying about it, but the sheer magnitude of it hurts my brain.
There's a blood drive tomorrow, and I'm finally old enough to donate, but I've been feeling dizzy the last few weeks- my hypoglycemia seems to be returning with a vengeance. I'm pretty sure I would pass out if I donated anything. Damn my genes.
In PE we're playing soccer. I fail at soccer, so very much, but I love to play it anyway. I ran across the gym a lot and fell down quite a few times. And I managed to kick the ball more or less in the right direction. Didn't score any goals, but then again with Maria as the goalie that was damn near impossible.
Open Mic tomorrow. Oh dear.