Monday < Wednesday > Tuesday < Everything
Today was pretty fun.... Lets see. Lets start from the beginning.
i woke up and shaved for the first time in like 2 weeks, i was pretty scruffy.
then i had toast and eggs for breakfast, i did some other stuff and went to school. once there, i hung out in the bandroom and played with my friends. Then i went to first period and took a quiz, then i went to 2nd and read a poem, and did a worksheet about it. dumb. i think i understood the poem after all, though. 3rd period, jazz. no playing. i found the score to vehicle and started writing out my part (which had been missing since last year. I've had to perform it more than once with NO music.). In 4th i dont know what happened becasue i was still writing that part. 5th, we played some music, getting ready for spring concert. 6th did some math homework and mrs. kortbein tried to hook me up with some people for prom. i said "no thanks!". in 7th i played b-ball with some people. then i came home.
I'm not looking forward to tomorrow, because tomorrow's Tuesday, and Tuesday is my least favorite day. Teachers feel sorry about giving tests on Mondays right after the weekend, so they're always on Tuesday. It's like Monday's mutated older brother. All the bad things about Monday times 10. Also on mondays you are somewhat refreshed from the weekend. By tuesday, this "refreshment factor" has worn off and you return to the terrible "weekly stupor". And unlike Wednesday, you dont have that glimmer of hope for the coming weekend.
Oh, yeah. I took the fender amp back to church on sunday and Peter Suderman was really mad that i took it because it was his and i didnt tell him. oh well. He probably wont let me be borrowing it anymore.
i woke up and shaved for the first time in like 2 weeks, i was pretty scruffy.
then i had toast and eggs for breakfast, i did some other stuff and went to school. once there, i hung out in the bandroom and played with my friends. Then i went to first period and took a quiz, then i went to 2nd and read a poem, and did a worksheet about it. dumb. i think i understood the poem after all, though. 3rd period, jazz. no playing. i found the score to vehicle and started writing out my part (which had been missing since last year. I've had to perform it more than once with NO music.). In 4th i dont know what happened becasue i was still writing that part. 5th, we played some music, getting ready for spring concert. 6th did some math homework and mrs. kortbein tried to hook me up with some people for prom. i said "no thanks!". in 7th i played b-ball with some people. then i came home.
I'm not looking forward to tomorrow, because tomorrow's Tuesday, and Tuesday is my least favorite day. Teachers feel sorry about giving tests on Mondays right after the weekend, so they're always on Tuesday. It's like Monday's mutated older brother. All the bad things about Monday times 10. Also on mondays you are somewhat refreshed from the weekend. By tuesday, this "refreshment factor" has worn off and you return to the terrible "weekly stupor". And unlike Wednesday, you dont have that glimmer of hope for the coming weekend.
Oh, yeah. I took the fender amp back to church on sunday and Peter Suderman was really mad that i took it because it was his and i didnt tell him. oh well. He probably wont let me be borrowing it anymore.