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=D It is a chilly 29 degrees farenheit outside. I am rather cold, and it is rather dark outside Mr. Mickel's window. Won't Donut be so proud of me? I normally complain about 60 degree weather, and here I am and it's 29 and I'm holding up just fine. Yay. Oh, look, the high for tomorrow is 38. Hooj.
Anyway, I'm a wee bit worried about my grade for comp sci this six weeks. The test I just took was major anal rapage. The guy sitting next to me had the same test as I did and ALL of our answers were different. Gulp. Not to mention I've got that massive card game project due next time, and I still don't know a lot of what I'm supposed to do....
Oh, wait, I just asked Mickel and he said we're not turning in the code, only the project reflection. Good.
Chimney came in while we were taking that god-awful test. I was like, OMG ITZ CHIMMEY! but I don't think he saw me. Kind of strange, actually, as I'm wearing sleeves the hue of kraft macaroni and cheese, but hey, he IS missing one eye. Perhaps he just can't see my lurid horrible-ness. No, seriously: last night when I got home from work, I was so incredibly tired when I picked out my clothes for today that I grabbed some stuff I thought would look really cool together. I looked in the mirror this morning: pinstripe pants, the horrible orange shirt, and over that, my gym shirt.
Um.
Oh, look! It's Mike! I like Mike. He reminds me a lot of Alex, except more... more Mike. =D oh how eloquent am I today! It's the cold, I swear. Speaking of cold, I need to tune my cello. The night before thanksgiving (shall we call it thanksgiving eve?) I woke up at roughly 3:00 AM to hear "PT-TWANG, PT-TWANG" as my A&D went out in unison, and immediately after, my G&C (thus the second twang). It was awesome, and yet horrible.
For those of you who went to Whiz's party, remember those little swords that made the noise when you swung them? Remember how I took one? Well, yeah. My whole family has fun with it. They like to wave the sword around and watch as it does nothing, and then in the middle of the night it'll start going off like mad. It's brilliant.
Yesterday, I got to work cashier. It was fun. Have I updated this thing lately? I don't know. I don't remember. I'm kind of delirious. Yeah, I updated. Cool. Yeah. Cashier is fun, but I can't wait to start sales floor, esp. because I am (supposedly) going to be doing soft-lines. Yay.
This morning we watched "Pay it Forward" in dance. It was very good, and also very sad. We have to do that for our final- pay three people forward, not get killed. Whoops, I spoiled the ending. But still, I mean, it's a very good movie. Everyone should go watch it. It's a good lesson on humanity, or whatever. Woot.
I am really bored right now, and my stomach didn't agree with the pizza I had for lunch. Oh, hey, I get dinner today! That's exciting. See, lately, I've been having a tiny breakfast, and then eating lunch, and that's it because I get home too late for anything else.
Oh dear. Mike doesn't respect me anymore. Oh well.
Anyway, I'm a wee bit worried about my grade for comp sci this six weeks. The test I just took was major anal rapage. The guy sitting next to me had the same test as I did and ALL of our answers were different. Gulp. Not to mention I've got that massive card game project due next time, and I still don't know a lot of what I'm supposed to do....
Oh, wait, I just asked Mickel and he said we're not turning in the code, only the project reflection. Good.
Chimney came in while we were taking that god-awful test. I was like, OMG ITZ CHIMMEY! but I don't think he saw me. Kind of strange, actually, as I'm wearing sleeves the hue of kraft macaroni and cheese, but hey, he IS missing one eye. Perhaps he just can't see my lurid horrible-ness. No, seriously: last night when I got home from work, I was so incredibly tired when I picked out my clothes for today that I grabbed some stuff I thought would look really cool together. I looked in the mirror this morning: pinstripe pants, the horrible orange shirt, and over that, my gym shirt.
Um.
Oh, look! It's Mike! I like Mike. He reminds me a lot of Alex, except more... more Mike. =D oh how eloquent am I today! It's the cold, I swear. Speaking of cold, I need to tune my cello. The night before thanksgiving (shall we call it thanksgiving eve?) I woke up at roughly 3:00 AM to hear "PT-TWANG, PT-TWANG" as my A&D went out in unison, and immediately after, my G&C (thus the second twang). It was awesome, and yet horrible.
For those of you who went to Whiz's party, remember those little swords that made the noise when you swung them? Remember how I took one? Well, yeah. My whole family has fun with it. They like to wave the sword around and watch as it does nothing, and then in the middle of the night it'll start going off like mad. It's brilliant.
Yesterday, I got to work cashier. It was fun. Have I updated this thing lately? I don't know. I don't remember. I'm kind of delirious. Yeah, I updated. Cool. Yeah. Cashier is fun, but I can't wait to start sales floor, esp. because I am (supposedly) going to be doing soft-lines. Yay.
This morning we watched "Pay it Forward" in dance. It was very good, and also very sad. We have to do that for our final- pay three people forward, not get killed. Whoops, I spoiled the ending. But still, I mean, it's a very good movie. Everyone should go watch it. It's a good lesson on humanity, or whatever. Woot.
I am really bored right now, and my stomach didn't agree with the pizza I had for lunch. Oh, hey, I get dinner today! That's exciting. See, lately, I've been having a tiny breakfast, and then eating lunch, and that's it because I get home too late for anything else.
Oh dear. Mike doesn't respect me anymore. Oh well.