Today I went to the doctor since I'm still sick. He scared me because he said that if my medicine doesn't work, I'll have to get X-rays. :( Then, after that, I got some coffee (which was good but a giant mistake since I likely failed my chemistry test because I had to use the bathroom so badly) and bought a skirt. My mom let me stay out that long because we weren't doing much of anything for the first few classes today. I finally went to school at the beginning of 4th period. As I had figured, I didn't really miss anything. I got to see my algebra test from a few days ago, which I made a high C on. That's pretty good for me when it comes to math.
The seniors didn't have to wear their uniforms today. This is always delightful for me since that means tight jeans on all the hot senior girls. This part is actually relevant later, by the way. I am not rambling about girls with cute butts just to ramble about girls with cute butts! I saw FCG in the hall on my way to chemistry class. Yes. Just... Yes. It was a VERY good thing that I had to come back to school today.
So, yeah, the chemistry test sucked. I think I did it all wrong because I was more focused on the aftermath of my horrible decision of finishing my delicious coffee before coming to school. Finally, I was allowed to go to the bathroom, and a bunch of cheerleaders were in there. One was one of the girls who stole from my platter of cookies in my dream. Not cool! Also, why do these people feel the need to have an in-depth conversation while taking a piss? I don't understand.
Anyway, later I stopped in to get some homework from Mrs. History Teacher. This made me a little bit later to a certain class than everyone else was. When I walked in, FCG looked upset. Just wait 'til you hear why.
Me: FCG, what's all this about?
FCG: Apparently I look dirty and sloppy.
Me: What? No! You couldn't if you tried!
FCG: Well, that's not what the teacher said!
She was wearing jeans and a t-shirt like nearly every other senior in the school. Her hair was fixed perfectly. She had on makeup. I completely and utterly fail to see how she looked gross. In fact, I think she looked really hot today. Also, what's a grown-ass woman doing randomly telling a 17-year-old girl with low self-esteem that she looks bad? Who the fuck does she think she is? And she says WE act too immature! She's the one picking on students! What a douchebag.
And teachers wonder why we hate school. Do you know why I hate school? I hate school because assholes like this terrible excuse for a woman are in charge of my education. I also think the American educational system is horrendously fucked, but that's another rant for another time. I am honestly appalled that a teacher would tell a student something like that. This put FCG into a not-so-great mood for the rest of the class period.
Me: Hey... ((lightly touches FCG's arm)) Smile! It's Friday!
FCG: After today, that's not good enough. :(
Me: Aww, FCG...