Today's been quite the headache. It's our last 8 period day before we begin blocking classes, and a majority of my teachers just had to start piling on the work.

Not much in Japanese; just writing down vocab. The second level textbooks look horrendous compared to the ones we had for first year.

English I have an introductory paragraph on a fellow classmate due when I have it again (thursday). Also got my heavy heavy purple textbook for the course.

Photography class... not much going on there. Just got a course expectation sheet and then passed up our 5-Senses collage. We're gonna get submerged into the vocabulary and physiology of the camera; not exactly the fun part of learning how to take a picture.

World History... got seating charted and thankfully I'm not next to too many rowdy/talkative/queeny people. Nearby, yes. Saw a ten minute video that all the history classes were required to see. Afterwards started on vocab for that class with half the words you have to make up definitions for since the glossary in the back of the book does a pretty shitey job of doing so.

Algebra... I can't bare that class! The teacher's completely eccentric with his puppets and his teaching format doesn't have a concievable note-taking format. In other words, while most teachers give you the vocab and formulas and then show you examples, he shows you examples and writes down what they are as he goes along. Grrr.

Chemistry teacher is starting to rear her flaky side. She gives just about as much extra credit as my last science teacher, but unlike her predecessor she doesn't make it necessary with all the tests and worksheets due. Hell, she doesn't even give us tests till the end of a chapter.

And as for art... I do not like the new teacher. She reminds me too much of my 7th grade social studies teacher. While we were going over course expectation sheets, the other class nextdoor with my old art teacher was laughing. Later I learned that they were watching the episode of Simpsons where Homer becomes a conceptual artist. I am definitely asking Mrs. Treat if I can switch over.

Talked with Cristin on the phone for about an hour and a half. Ment to call Matt afterwards but fell asleep on the all too comfy couch.

It's amazing I stayed awake till 4:00pm after I got home. I think, when winter comes along, I'll still be walking around the house with a thin white shirt and swimming trunks. I like the cold anyways.