Daily Dose of Stress

Alright, so I can't remember a lot of the stuff I wanted to talk about yesterday, so yea, not gonna talk about it.

Today...was OK. I got a compliment on a composition I wrote a couple of weeks ago for orchestra from my teacher, Mr. M. It made me happy. He said it was very well written...the only thing I did wrong was something he didn't tell us not to do; something about "frustrating the lead[ing] tone" or something (sorry, I can't recall ). I felt special, but I probably ruined it in that way of mine when I get flustered and change topics. XD

*Runs through day in mind*

Lit: I might just stop the whole manga idea and draw a single awesome picture and write an explanation of how the pic relates....I mean, the thing's due next Wednesday. I don't think I'll make it. I MIGHT have been able to do it...if I started when I should have. So, yeah.

Chem: I felt smart. I understood moles and conversions. That's all I have to say.

Spanish: I did well on those language lab assignments...but I apparently got a C on my second test. I DON'T DO THAT. It's a step up from the D on my first test, but I hate it anyway. And that DUDE (student teach). You know what he did today? He came over to answer the girls around me's questions, and when he was walking behind me, I--against my better judgement, because I foresaw what happened next--submitted an assignment and got my grade returned to me. He stopped and said, "What'd you get?" WHY DO YOU CARE? I didn't see or hear him ask anyone else what they got on the f***in' assignment. Why did he single me out??? I just don't like him. I'm sorry, but I will not get close to a teacher/sub/student teacher who tries to be cool or wants the kids to like them or win students' favors...I just don't. Like how I hate fakes/people who try to be cool ( I don't try; I either have it or I don't). Not ever gonna like him; I'm subconsciously building a barrier between the two of us. Hehehehe...

WS: Meh. Mr. T's back, but it was average...he let us out early though.

I had modern dance tryouts for this dance show I wanna be in...IDK how I did. My timing leaves something to be desired. Oh, and my body rolls (EPIC FAIL). At the same time I was attending glowsticks tryouts, and I'm happy to say that one of the heads was nice enough to teach me the routine, geared just for my...erm, special (*cough cough, slow, cough*) needs. I learned transitions thanks to him. THANKS, CHARLES!!!

I told Adam that I need to work on my timing (this was before the modern tryouts), and he asked how I could be able to try out for tinikling--Filipino dance with bamboo poles--if I couldn't get the timing for modern. A valid question; tinikling is all about coordinating the dancers' movements with the beat and rhythm of the poles. It was then that I realized---

I am easily bored and thusly distracted. I've always known this for a while. I notice that I can fail at something, practice it, get better at it, maybe excel at it, and after a while, mess it up completely again. This is what I figure: once I get the hang of something or used to something, I get bored. By becoming bored, I start getting lazy and stop caring about whatever it is I'm doing. I need constant change; something to mix it up a little. Like glowsticks. I can do the move called "the buzzsaw", but after a while I start messing up again (granted, it is also...my timing XD). I know that boredom comes from a lack of stimulation to your brain, so...yeah. I figured that into my deduction and reasonings...

I found a nickel prior to getting off the train going home.

I'm 5¢ richer today!!

"Your daily dose of stress." 

From this radio show I was listening to...apparently, a certain amount of stress is good for you...keeps you on your toes or something...I don't know. But I have a LOT of it, and that CAN'T be good.