pretty woman, walking down the street.
I've worked everyday this past week except Wednesday, and everyday this week so far, except tomorrow it looks like. The plan is to skip orchestra on Friday and bring her a doctor's note from later that afternoon, then tell her I had a doctor's appointment. I hate her and I am not playing alone.
As a result of my working lots, my paycheck was awesome. But it's all gone to cheerleading. Cheerleading started on Monday. It's every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. We have learned six cheers so far and it's surprisingly pretty fun. Though still very stupid. But fun. It's odd.
I broke my printer. A paper was jammed in it. I tried to save the paper. It tore and got stuck and is currently still stuck. I tried to get it and somehow knocked one of the little roller dealies out. And now I have an extra little spring from it. But the geniouses who happened to build my printer made no way for it to open. There's a little back panel that comes off so I could put the little roller dealie back, but that's all I could reach. Wonderful, another reason for Mallory to get yelled at. On top of the working too much and the cheerleading costs and the not-being-home-enough and the staying up late.. thing. Faan-tastic.
I hate government. I hate english-lets-present-our-project-projects. I hate environmental science with our 'biodegradable FRIENDS.' I hate orchestra because of ms FRAME. I hate stats because I don't understand it. I hate how I can never explain anything in ways that make sense to anybody but myself.
I love my viola. I love my sleeptime. I love having no homework. I love bowling. I love my car. I love the remodeled taco bell's inside.
I want to go hunting so I can shoot a gun and be hardcore. And sit in the rain and feel sorry for myself while waiting for some poor unsuspecting creature to come near me so I can scare the hell out of it when I shoot a gun in its general direction and miss completely.
I took the ACT. I got my scores back. I got a 36 on Reading, a 35 - I missed one - on English, a 34 on Science and a 27 on Math. Overall 33. That 27 for some reason looks completely and entirely out of place. .:shakes head:.
I really do hate math a lot. It's entirely pointless beyond the basics. Who needs to know the angle of a triangle using that stupid sohcahtoa shit when you're NEVER GOING TO USE IT IN REGULAR LIFE. Not me! And calculus, also completely pointless unless you're going to be a CALCULUS TEACHER. Ugh.
I am not having a good night. Perhaps sleep will help.
As a result of my working lots, my paycheck was awesome. But it's all gone to cheerleading. Cheerleading started on Monday. It's every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. We have learned six cheers so far and it's surprisingly pretty fun. Though still very stupid. But fun. It's odd.
I broke my printer. A paper was jammed in it. I tried to save the paper. It tore and got stuck and is currently still stuck. I tried to get it and somehow knocked one of the little roller dealies out. And now I have an extra little spring from it. But the geniouses who happened to build my printer made no way for it to open. There's a little back panel that comes off so I could put the little roller dealie back, but that's all I could reach. Wonderful, another reason for Mallory to get yelled at. On top of the working too much and the cheerleading costs and the not-being-home-enough and the staying up late.. thing. Faan-tastic.
I hate government. I hate english-lets-present-our-project-projects. I hate environmental science with our 'biodegradable FRIENDS.' I hate orchestra because of ms FRAME. I hate stats because I don't understand it. I hate how I can never explain anything in ways that make sense to anybody but myself.
I love my viola. I love my sleeptime. I love having no homework. I love bowling. I love my car. I love the remodeled taco bell's inside.
I want to go hunting so I can shoot a gun and be hardcore. And sit in the rain and feel sorry for myself while waiting for some poor unsuspecting creature to come near me so I can scare the hell out of it when I shoot a gun in its general direction and miss completely.
I took the ACT. I got my scores back. I got a 36 on Reading, a 35 - I missed one - on English, a 34 on Science and a 27 on Math. Overall 33. That 27 for some reason looks completely and entirely out of place. .:shakes head:.
I really do hate math a lot. It's entirely pointless beyond the basics. Who needs to know the angle of a triangle using that stupid sohcahtoa shit when you're NEVER GOING TO USE IT IN REGULAR LIFE. Not me! And calculus, also completely pointless unless you're going to be a CALCULUS TEACHER. Ugh.
I am not having a good night. Perhaps sleep will help.