The Evil Americans and Figure Eights of Death

Hehe... OK, so I should TOTALLY be either going to bed or working on my comic or---dangit, studying for geometry. Meh. I followed my friend's example: I don't study for math tests.  I tend to panic if I ever overthink things...especially if subconsciously I know things.

[Oh, man, I really shouldn't (have) but I just ate a chocolate chip cookie...I shouldn't have eaten one this late, but I have 0 self-control...I wanted chocolate.]

Okay, I don't have a lot of time on my hands, and tomorrow is another big day. (One of several, over the next 2 weeks) So, here's my day in a nutshell:

I managed to wear my watch in gym. It was big and bulky. I honestly have no clue how I forgot to take it off, but I did, and I played flickerball with it on...and Mr. F didn't even notice. XD Silly teacher...

I sucked in orchestra. I canNOT play by ear on the first try, no matter what (unless it's open D; not even open A). And I couldn't read the notes; I hate sight-reading. I DON'T CARE IF IT'S WEIRD OR STUPID OR IMPOSSIBLE FOR A VIOLIST MR. M; I DON'T LIKE DOING IT!!!!!!

*Takes breath*

I ate breakfast in division...we had a Substitute Teacher...LOL. That's what our real teacher was dressed up as. It was hilarious.

In Lit, we somehow got onto the topic of Russians (I believe we were discussing how we got to the point of threatening to destroy the world with nuclear weapons by pushing a button--the RED button!!) And Mr. M (II) was saying how young American children would say "the Evil Russians" while young Russian children would say "the Evil Americans," and yet we're so similar. That's it.

CHEM was FUN. I got to hold fire in my hand...and I didn't burn myself!!! So cool; I'm glad I worked up the courage to do it; I got to have a rare experience (although I wonder what would have happened if someone DID burn theselves...Mr. B'd be responsible...)

Spanish.... I do NOT like my student teacher. He's creepy. I feel like...I don't know, he's out to get me or something; win my favor. He always singles me out on the randomest things...like today. Out of nowhere, while we were doing the work he just assigned us, he walked down my aisle and stopped next to my desk, looking at me (I just know it; I was looking at my paper) while I was wishing repeatedly really hard in my head for him to go away; I knew he was coming for me. Anyway, he tried to strike up a conversation about my Halloween costume; I answered quasi-curtly; I just wanted him to be on his way. He left, his last remark saying how he was betting that I'd be an anime character. I don't talk to that guy; I don't KNOW him; How does he know me enough to bet how I'd dress for Hallow's Eve?

Another example: in September, he wouldn't leave me alone about my paper hats; he thought it was a dunce cap at first. Then the next day he told me he knew it was my origami hat, which I for some reason doubt. He's... IDK. I hope he's not a creeper. Sorry, Señor, but I am NOT gonna let you get close to me. I prefer Señora S. So, Imma be:

Short, sweet, straight to the point, oblique, and very vague. (©Me; I was bored one day)

WS: meh. Weird lady for sub. AFTER world was interesting; I was parading around in an Akatsuki cloak, courtesy of Adam. He wanted to go to Flag tryouts with me...but I had to change into my casual clothes, that took a while, then HE had to go to his locker...and we were late. Together tho, so it didn't really matter. I had to help him get the hang of doing figure eights with the flag, but I was easily distracted. Hehehe...According to him, it's NOT a "figure eight." (It's really an infinity symbol). Whatevs. He's just angry he couldn't understand it as easily...

LOL. Here: there are two things in Adam's life--*Shuttup!!*:

1. Things that confuse him, and
2. Things that piss him off.

XD I'm teetering between the two right now, no doubt...But I'm glad he's my friend.

Tomodachi deeesu~!! 

(No time to spell check; revise it later)


TrinnBloom OUT.