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So not a bad day, all around, excluding the damned persistence of this cold. WTF@my body, seriously.
The chemistry test went OK. Not fantastic, not totally shitty...just OK. It was about what I expected, really, and I hadn't studied enough to really merit better than I did. However, I think I'll get decent grades on my Paper 1 and 2, and hopefully those will balance out the potentially less good grade on Paper 3. At the moment, I'm just happy I'm DOOOOOOOOOOOONE. HAHAHAHAHA! Too bad I'll probably end up taking chemistry in college as a requirement, but fuck that. Until then, I am home-free, baby. One whole year without science! The gods are smiling upon me.
Speaking of gods, we went to see The Da Vinci Code today and I quite enjoyed it. It was totally overdone, obviously, and incredibly overdramatic, but it moved fast and they did a good job of keeping the suspense going. Plus, the guy who plays Silas is seriously scary!hot, and that's always a good thing. We (all nine of us!) ate at Mediterranean Grill beforehand, which is really quite a nice place. I'd only been there once, but I hadn't realized how much of a cool variety they had. They also played really cool music in the background that sounds exactly like the stuff we belly dance to...niftyyyy. And it wasn't expensive, either, so good deal! I was pleased.
Bah. I am so ready to get over this fucking cold. I called Denny's to see if I could get out at 2:00 tomorrow (my rehearsal starts at 4:00) and they told me to call back later. NOOOO. Regardless of how much I use it, I will never get used to the fucking phone. I despise that thing. I don't think there's a single person I've ever really, really liked talking to on the phone. It's a horrendous invention. Absolutely fucking hateful. So now I get to torment myself for another four hours or so, rehearsing my explanation and apologies, when in fact they'll probably just be like "OK, cook." Sigh. This is frustrating.
I'm afraid my cold might be spreading to my throat, which would make me REALLY pissed. The last thing I need is for this to drag out another week or so; I need to be better by the salon, dammit! THE SALOOOOON. Fuck! Speaking of the salon! I forgot to get my AP US sheet back from Sam Fam. ... I'll just improvise, I guess.
I think I will end up seeing The Vagina Monologues on Friday; I think I can get out of rehearsal in time to eat beforehand and then go. Apparently there are a bunch of Urbana people going that I actually know! HUZZAH! And Mr. Middletown, in other social news, is on the same night as Urbana's prom.
Fuck. That.
So now I don't know. A part of me knows prom has a 90% chance of sucking, considering how few people I know and the fact that I don't have a date. But a part of me reeeeally likes dressing up and going to dinner and dances in general. So I don't know. I shall ponder this weighty issue.
And now, my mother is home, which means I have a newspaper, which means I can go eat my Oreos and drink my milk while reading the comics. Rah!
Peace, love, and shaggy hair--
Cat
So not a bad day, all around, excluding the damned persistence of this cold. WTF@my body, seriously.
The chemistry test went OK. Not fantastic, not totally shitty...just OK. It was about what I expected, really, and I hadn't studied enough to really merit better than I did. However, I think I'll get decent grades on my Paper 1 and 2, and hopefully those will balance out the potentially less good grade on Paper 3. At the moment, I'm just happy I'm DOOOOOOOOOOOONE. HAHAHAHAHA! Too bad I'll probably end up taking chemistry in college as a requirement, but fuck that. Until then, I am home-free, baby. One whole year without science! The gods are smiling upon me.
Speaking of gods, we went to see The Da Vinci Code today and I quite enjoyed it. It was totally overdone, obviously, and incredibly overdramatic, but it moved fast and they did a good job of keeping the suspense going. Plus, the guy who plays Silas is seriously scary!hot, and that's always a good thing. We (all nine of us!) ate at Mediterranean Grill beforehand, which is really quite a nice place. I'd only been there once, but I hadn't realized how much of a cool variety they had. They also played really cool music in the background that sounds exactly like the stuff we belly dance to...niftyyyy. And it wasn't expensive, either, so good deal! I was pleased.
Bah. I am so ready to get over this fucking cold. I called Denny's to see if I could get out at 2:00 tomorrow (my rehearsal starts at 4:00) and they told me to call back later. NOOOO. Regardless of how much I use it, I will never get used to the fucking phone. I despise that thing. I don't think there's a single person I've ever really, really liked talking to on the phone. It's a horrendous invention. Absolutely fucking hateful. So now I get to torment myself for another four hours or so, rehearsing my explanation and apologies, when in fact they'll probably just be like "OK, cook." Sigh. This is frustrating.
I'm afraid my cold might be spreading to my throat, which would make me REALLY pissed. The last thing I need is for this to drag out another week or so; I need to be better by the salon, dammit! THE SALOOOOON. Fuck! Speaking of the salon! I forgot to get my AP US sheet back from Sam Fam. ... I'll just improvise, I guess.
I think I will end up seeing The Vagina Monologues on Friday; I think I can get out of rehearsal in time to eat beforehand and then go. Apparently there are a bunch of Urbana people going that I actually know! HUZZAH! And Mr. Middletown, in other social news, is on the same night as Urbana's prom.
Fuck. That.
So now I don't know. A part of me knows prom has a 90% chance of sucking, considering how few people I know and the fact that I don't have a date. But a part of me reeeeally likes dressing up and going to dinner and dances in general. So I don't know. I shall ponder this weighty issue.
And now, my mother is home, which means I have a newspaper, which means I can go eat my Oreos and drink my milk while reading the comics. Rah!
Peace, love, and shaggy hair--
Cat