‘cause baby
you weren’t the |f|i|r|s|t| or the last or the [worst]
and we could sit around and cry
but frankly you’re not worth it anymore
today was…well, it was amazingly…moody, if you will. i’m slightly upset, because i was up way past eleven: forty-five, try more like one: thirty, so when it was time for me to wake up(at five am), i didn’t do it, i just kept hitting snooze. coincidently, my mom had a long night as well, she didn’t go to bed until four, and heaven forbid d.b. actually get up and wake all of us up. so we didn’t get started until six: thirty, i think, which made it six: forty-five/fifty, when we went to drop of bag. on the upside, my tardiness led to doughnuts, but then i realized i forgot my student pass for the bus, which meant i had to borrow a dollar from my mom, who was slightly mad, because after we left i said i had it(without checking). we got to school at seven: thirty something, and first period(aerospace technologies) was alright, i cut out three wing sections, putting me at a total of four. i have to sand them, but essentially they are all even. i have one more to cut out then i’ll be done with this portion my assignment, we’re making an eighteen inch wing, and i believe i’m going to paint mine some ‘hot color’. in the next period (algebra I), it was ghey. he was paying all the attention to liz, who….is liz, and my pencil, which i stupidly colored red with a sharpie was rubbing off on my hand, turning it red. then mr. smith came in and told me i had MAZE testing [it was a total breeze] next period, and to report to mrs. gulley’s classroom. so i did, and she gave the class candy, and in the midst of a bunch of loud tenth graders, i began my test. unfortunately, at roughly ten: thirty am this kid began having a seizure. it beyond freaked me out. he was red and making some demonic noise, and he was ridgid and spasming, and he fell out of the chair. mrs. gulley half caught him, i suppose that’s when he began foaming at the mouth, it apparently had blood in it. they’d since called mrs. anders, mr. smith, and he’d called nine-one-one, it took then ten minutes and forty-three seconds, from the time of the call to the arrival of the first set of paramedics. i didn’t want to look, so was focusing on my test, thus i don’t know all of the details. i passed the test, i suppose, betsy was freaking out, and sarah accused me being the one who was causing system failure [stupid little d.b], even though atm i was in alg. the rest of the day was boring. i used my debit card today, and bought snacks for the rest of the week…. alright.
i’m going to do my homework.
g’night lovelies.
katkatastrophic
