And I ran. I ran so far away.
Mar. 5th, 2004 07:40 pm*sings* Couldn't get away.
Today was awesome. It was the day for me. I felt loved. I felt appreciated. I also got a trifle upset. But it's survivable.
This morning I was so on top of things that I managed to have a bunch of time to kill before we left. So what did I do? I got online. Didn't do too much but it was time consuming nonetheless.
Mum, I think, wanted to have a conversation on the way to school but I cut it short with my music listening. What can I say? It's a new CD. Unfortunately, at shcool, half-way through Meredith Brook's "Bitch" the CD crapped out. Well, no, the CD didn't. And the batteries didn't. But the laser did. It decided to be a pissy mofo and not read the CD anymore. Oh, it'll read other CDs (found that out after school), but not THIS one. That upset me.
I don't really like first period, being P.E. and all, plus today being lecture day. But once again, I survived. Things were going okay, except that of course, people noticed me carrying a container with a piece of chocolate cake (with mint choc frosting) in it. And then my diet came into question.
That pissed me off. For one thing, there was my sandwich: peanutbutter and cheese. You heard me. Peanutbutter and cheese. Not ver common, I know. In fact, to many, a trifle gross. But then, I don't like pumpkin pie, but you don't see me condemning people for eathing that, do you? Then there's the fact that most of my lunch was rather unhealty. Well, it's not like I eat junk food 24/7. Even then, yes, I can eat a lot with no ill effects. Why? High metabolism. Have you seen me?! I'm SKINNY. So yeah, I can pull it off. I'm not worried about my weight (yes I am. I wish I weighed MORE). So who cares if I don't eat 'best'? Let me do it while I can, and leave me alone, damn you.
Yeah, I have to rant a few times to get that out of my system. Still, my day picked up after that so it's all good.
For one thing, there was fifth period. Every Friday (or Thursday if we have no school Friday) we choose a person to be Student of the Week. He or she gets to sit in the comfy chairs all week. Well... I got nominated, and it went a little like this:
Thomas (current Student of the Week): I'd like to nominate this gal next to me--
Quinn (the teacher): Hang on, what did you say?
Thomas: I'd like to nominate this gal next to me...
Quinn: Oh. Her name's Hana, by the way.
Thomas: I know. Anyway, she always puts her two cents in when we have the class discussions, and all this week when I've been sitting next to her she's been doing her work when she should...
Quinn: Okay, good enough. Anyone else to be nominated?
After that, Jusin, Brent, and Jerrod were also nominated. We all covered our eyes and the voting began. The old way used to be that those nominated would go outside while people voted, and then came back in to hear who one (none knowing by how many votes though, so as to make those who didn't get many or any not feel bad). The New method's different. We cover our eyes, Quinn says, "Who wants to vote for--" and then he indicates a person with a gesture. Anyway, when it was over, he announced that it was me. My response, a not very enthastic, but jubilant, "Yay."
It was funny when I was walking out of the class with Matt. He said to me, "That was the one and only time I'll ever vote," and my reply was, "Gee, need I ask who you voted for?" It was pretty clear. I'm about the only person in that class he gets along with, and would be motivated enough to vote for. I also said, "Unless I get nominated again, right?" I'm sure if I'm ever nominated a second time (quite possible, happened for Justin and Jerrod today), he'll vote for me.
I got to deal with my first paper jam during sixth. I had to do some photocopying, and it was actually working whenI got there. I really hate it when machines don't work. I prevailed, had help, and finished the job though. Then I got to hit up CoE while I was in the class as I had no other errands to run. I felt glad I wasn't part of the actual class. I know from listening to Carvahlo that my class was never as bad on such a daily basis.
Fin.
Today was awesome. It was the day for me. I felt loved. I felt appreciated. I also got a trifle upset. But it's survivable.
This morning I was so on top of things that I managed to have a bunch of time to kill before we left. So what did I do? I got online. Didn't do too much but it was time consuming nonetheless.
Mum, I think, wanted to have a conversation on the way to school but I cut it short with my music listening. What can I say? It's a new CD. Unfortunately, at shcool, half-way through Meredith Brook's "Bitch" the CD crapped out. Well, no, the CD didn't. And the batteries didn't. But the laser did. It decided to be a pissy mofo and not read the CD anymore. Oh, it'll read other CDs (found that out after school), but not THIS one. That upset me.
I don't really like first period, being P.E. and all, plus today being lecture day. But once again, I survived. Things were going okay, except that of course, people noticed me carrying a container with a piece of chocolate cake (with mint choc frosting) in it. And then my diet came into question.
That pissed me off. For one thing, there was my sandwich: peanutbutter and cheese. You heard me. Peanutbutter and cheese. Not ver common, I know. In fact, to many, a trifle gross. But then, I don't like pumpkin pie, but you don't see me condemning people for eathing that, do you? Then there's the fact that most of my lunch was rather unhealty. Well, it's not like I eat junk food 24/7. Even then, yes, I can eat a lot with no ill effects. Why? High metabolism. Have you seen me?! I'm SKINNY. So yeah, I can pull it off. I'm not worried about my weight (yes I am. I wish I weighed MORE). So who cares if I don't eat 'best'? Let me do it while I can, and leave me alone, damn you.
Yeah, I have to rant a few times to get that out of my system. Still, my day picked up after that so it's all good.
For one thing, there was fifth period. Every Friday (or Thursday if we have no school Friday) we choose a person to be Student of the Week. He or she gets to sit in the comfy chairs all week. Well... I got nominated, and it went a little like this:
Thomas (current Student of the Week): I'd like to nominate this gal next to me--
Quinn (the teacher): Hang on, what did you say?
Thomas: I'd like to nominate this gal next to me...
Quinn: Oh. Her name's Hana, by the way.
Thomas: I know. Anyway, she always puts her two cents in when we have the class discussions, and all this week when I've been sitting next to her she's been doing her work when she should...
Quinn: Okay, good enough. Anyone else to be nominated?
After that, Jusin, Brent, and Jerrod were also nominated. We all covered our eyes and the voting began. The old way used to be that those nominated would go outside while people voted, and then came back in to hear who one (none knowing by how many votes though, so as to make those who didn't get many or any not feel bad). The New method's different. We cover our eyes, Quinn says, "Who wants to vote for--" and then he indicates a person with a gesture. Anyway, when it was over, he announced that it was me. My response, a not very enthastic, but jubilant, "Yay."
It was funny when I was walking out of the class with Matt. He said to me, "That was the one and only time I'll ever vote," and my reply was, "Gee, need I ask who you voted for?" It was pretty clear. I'm about the only person in that class he gets along with, and would be motivated enough to vote for. I also said, "Unless I get nominated again, right?" I'm sure if I'm ever nominated a second time (quite possible, happened for Justin and Jerrod today), he'll vote for me.
I got to deal with my first paper jam during sixth. I had to do some photocopying, and it was actually working whenI got there. I really hate it when machines don't work. I prevailed, had help, and finished the job though. Then I got to hit up CoE while I was in the class as I had no other errands to run. I felt glad I wasn't part of the actual class. I know from listening to Carvahlo that my class was never as bad on such a daily basis.
Fin.
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