Friday, December 9, 2011

Today Was a Good Day

OMFGG I found (over a period of time) 50¢ today!!! YAYAYAYYAYAYYAYAYAYAAAAAY!!!

I found a nickel immediately upon entering the building, and then I found a dime (somewhere--OH RIGHT, near a vending machine that ate a teacher's dollar), two pennies, another penny, a dime in Spanish which I do not believe was being sought out by this underclassman; he said quarter, a dime in history, and picked up another dime some loser threw on the bridge and two more pennies. My friend said I should get some sort of plaque for my "accomplishment."

50¢ richer.

It's that lucky penny, I tell you. I had it in my pocket all day. ^w^

That's just one part of my happy day. I also had a party in Spanish, a goodbye party for Mr. Student-Teacher. I loved the cookies and ate only those and Sierra Mist Natural. I love that soda. It tastes exactly the same, but it's all (mostly) natural and better for you. Just boycott all other sodas (except maybe rootbeer) and drink natural soda.

LET'S PETITION THAT!! TO COCA-COLA!!!

Think about it. It'll also be good for part of the world economy, 'cuz all the people and farms that grow sugar cane will have more business and make more money. I'm tired of having traces of corn in everything I eat. Another reason why I prefer rice or oat cereals.

So, yeah. Probably no more complaining about Mr. Student-Teacher from me, because now he's gone...I wonder if class will seem off. Probably not, because I had Sra. S last year, so I'll think it's last year.

I presented my speech today in history, and I got 99% on it, which is much better than I thought I would get, considering I didn't get it yesterday. Here's the backstory on yesterday in History:

I arrived late to class, again. I'm almost always late, but yesterday Mr. T asked me, "Why're you late?" I thought that thought, that I'm almost always late, and that popped outta my mouth immediately. 

"I'm always late."

I kinda detected some disrespect in there, and I cringed on the inside as Mr. T just stared at me, probably thinking "O my gosh, did she just say that to me." The fact that this girl said "that's not something you say to your teacher" didn't help, especially when you look back on prior experiences in class and know that the same girl disrespected Mr. T several times. But maybe I was out of line a bit. (Not, maybe; I knew I was)

Anyway, Mr. T calls me up, saying, "Get up here, right now." And I say, "I'm sorry" as I go to his desk.

Then, in an undertone, he asks me:

"'You're always late'? Whaddya want, all Saturdays?" Referring, of course, to the Saturday School punishment for being late twice in a quarter. I told him no, and explained that I came all the way from the third floor of the other building, I had to go to my locker to get my book, etc. (all true; not excuses), which was why I'm almost late every single day. He said it didn't matter; just get in on time.

I felt bad the rest of the period, and it was only worse when I realized I didn't have my folder (and speech) on me, and I knew that, due to karma and the patterns in life, Mr. T was gonna call on me. He called up this kid to go first, but he didn't have his speech, either, so he was sent to go get it. Then Mr. T called my name next, and I told him that I didn't have my speech. I got it from my locker, but I didn't present.

Later, I got the weight offa my chest by apologizing to Mr. T after class, although he assumed that I was referring to my forgetting my speech. I told him that I was sorry about earlier, and he was like, "Oh. No, you're good. You're still good."

That made me happy. I guess that as a teacher he was used to getting backtalk of some sort from his students; but I didn't want him to think that I was that kind of disrespectful student. I respect my elders and instructors. But apologizing completely brightened my mood afterward, sooooo...

Yeah. I got almost 100% on my speech (apparently there were some incomplete sentences), and a "wow" and "good job" (lowkey) from Mr. T.

I also did not have to play the playing quiz in Orchestra -- again. It's been a week; and I only practiced during the time in class; no home practice. I thought it'd be cool to see how well I learned the songs by classroom time alone. But I guess I'm practicing this weekend....(unless I find some reason not to. >=D)

Erm....bye?

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