You know those days where a bunch of little things add up to one of those days where you get home and just want to pass out until tomorrow? Today was one of those days. Therefore, I shall now proceed to bitch about it, mostly to make myself feel better.
So, this morning, I wake up, and it's 5:45 AM. I think, "ugh, I don't want to get up, I'll wait fifteen more minutes until six." So I go back to sleep. The next time I look at the clock, it reads 6:35. "Fuck."
First period: physical education, or social Darwinism in practice, depending on who you ask. Our teacher is completely incompetent, so we stretched, ran, and she attempted to make us into teams for whatever inane activity we're supposed to be doing. Then, since there were suddenly only ten minutes left in the period, we all did 30 seconds worth of sit-ups, and could go. Ennui personified.
Second period: I'm an aide for my German teacher, which today entailed entering grades into the computer, which gave me a lovely headache. However, this was one of the better parts of my day, headache aside.
Third period: English, with a class of utter morons, and a very awesome teacher. Said awesome teacher has become fed up with said utter morons, however, and is dispensing detentions left and right. In that I failed to shut up immediately after she started talking (I was answering a question a guy at my table asked, for the record, about German-speaking countries.), I ended up with the first detention I've ever had in my life. Oy.
Fourth: usually science, but today sex ed. Fun with making the teacher squirm. Heh. I almost got her to explain dental dams, but she quickly changed the subject.
Fifth period: History, which is always somewhat akin to juggling ("Get these sheets from your binder, and turn in that, and don't forget that other thing..."), and exacerbated my lovely headache
Lunch: Whoo. Detention. Oy.
Sixth: Math class. Let's just leave it at that.
Seventh: German, where we had a final. Which I am convinced I screwed up on, although I probably did fine.
After school, there was rehearsal for the school show. ('Annie', of all things). I didn't actually have to be there, but I didn't figure this out for 2 of the 3 hours, so I sat around reading the New Yorker and talking to people who weren't on either. Headache city. And now my legs are sore from the damn heels I have to wear. After a fun-filled rehearsal, I went to the library until Dad showed up, left, bickered with him (which more or less never happens), and eventually got home.
I spent a lot of today moping because I miss my girlfriend. Terribly. But I get to see her tomorrow, so I'm trying to focus on that, as opposed to being depressed because I'm not with her. Argh.
So now I'm here, I haven't done my homework yet, I'm tired, sore and bitchy. So, I shall now conclude this long and whiny post. Ciao.