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Recap of my day - 2003-03-11
I'm fucking tired. Anyways, here's my day, live as it happens.
1st - Science: Talking about earthquakes, my teacher keeps mentioning death and destruction in earthquakes. Depressing. 30 minutes into class. It's boring. I'm just waiting till I snap. "Blah blah blah." - The teacher.
I want to sleep in class, but I sit up near the front, so I can't. Shaan, the guy sitting beside me, is stupid, and I wanna ram his head into a computer monitor. I've had enough about writing about Science class.
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My alarm is set to go off at 5:30 AM. I get up and lower the volume and go back to bed, listening to the calm morning music. I get up at 6 AM and get dressed.
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Anyways...
2nd - Math: I scored 39/40 on the math test! Highest score in the class! Good good...
Recess:: People were touching my hair again! Arg... I wouldn't mind if they asked, but there's like 4 people always trying to... cop-a-feel...
3rd - English: I think I'm not exactly enjoying today. I think I'll lose my mind. Anyways, reading for 20 minutes has lost it's charm, and I'm bored, and still thinking about the speech topic. I have 55 minutes to think up a topic and start writing.
Okay good. A topic, "'Don't judge a book by it's cover.' - the meaning behind the words.'" That shall be my public speaking topic.
Lunch: Goofed off, listened to music, talked. I still have to pay for the ticket...
4th - Home Ec: I was tired. Not only tired of school, but also the teacher's pointless rambling. POINTLESS! I was happy that it was over.
After school - Subway: Talked to the gang, and went home. I'm writing this as I sit in the metro. There's a cute girl in front of me, and two hyper kids... annoying, but they've left. I got off the metro, only to miss the bus. I hate having to walk. The street I have to walk through, it smells like someone/something died, with a mix of exhaust and butane. It's a depressing walk. If I'm not careful, I'll be hit by traffic. My neighborhood is actually quite nice. There's no shooting or murder, it's quite calm. I also like the fact that I live fairly close to a hospital. :)
Final thoughts: Driving a sidewalk snowplow must be fun!

I have to do public speaking. I'm still thinking about the subject, and so far, all the topics I've thought about were... depressing. More later, no time to think. I'll post here later. And James, Zen.

fuck grammar or spellung. it;salmost 11pm andi 'm tired and cynical.wooo loook i spelled a long word right. yeah, il;,m not trying to spell bad, i'ts just me sloppyily typing becuese i'm tired. i want osee how long ti takes tilll igo nuts. hahahhaha isaid nts. nus. nuts. that' smore like it ooooO! smore! i said smoer. loookee at that.
je pense que je suis mal a la tete. that means, for the nonfernch speeekers therereading this, I THINK I AM LOSING it it being my MIND
no, not really, just lazy. I mean, I can type normally, and be controlled, but why? imean what's the point antways? there's probably only liek trhee to six peopler eading this anyways, so whyshould ti matter how i spell? you know what? if you read this, the n FUCKING COMMENT
....please?
i'd reely apperceate it. <3
heh.
tanku, tanku. now for me to go.
by ebye.