Staying after school for any reason whatsoever is a rather tiring experience. Case in point: the past two days. Let's start off with Thursday.

Ms. K really needs to learn when and when not to tell us that something is due. Like those essays. The ones that are suppose to be due this Tuesday? Apparently those were mere teasers to show us what type of questions she'll be asking in future tests. That would be all fine and dandy... if I hadn't written one of them already. Ech. Still learning loads from that class so that's still awesome.

On to Japanese. Holy shit. For a relatively small class, we make far too much noise. Mainly because sensei can't tell people in harsher terms to shut up. She really should though. I actually want to learn in that class, and it's quite annoying when sis is talking to the other girls in front while sitting in front of you and Randy's tapping your back every two seconds or accidently playing footsie with you mid class. Gr.

Mr. R seriously can't teach Physics. Essentially he explains to us the mechanics of what to do for a lab, lets us do the lab, and never gives us actual notes. So, come test time all the material on the test was all information from the book. So I did fairly well, but a lot of people bombed that one.

And art was... art.

Stayed after for the PA meeting. Basically a meeting to formulate what we're planning on doing for the rest of the year. Dan's not as annoying now that he's not an avid follower of Travis, and other stuff. Oh, and Justin's lemon cookies... I didn't care for the sheer lemonness. Everyone else did though.

Afterwards hung out at various locations of the school before the late buses arrived. Annoyed Dan a little bit about the Linkin Park concert last year-ish, sang along to Something Corporate songs with April, and finally met the Justin from BGHS that several people were describing to me. Fun times.

Went to the buses with AJ and encountered Nick and Carlie. I called Carlie Melanie again (oops) but I think she's getting used to me calling her that. From now on I shall remember her actual name!

On the bus ride I got accosted by two freshmen, and played along with their games just to amuse myself. And amuse myself I did. Felt a bit guilty because of the boys was rather cute... if not a bit annoying. Oh well.

Friday:

Some reviewing in Ms. E's class for Trig. Nothing remarkable happened.

In Am. Lit. I completely decimated myself with the Old Man and the Sea quiz. The true and false portion really wasn't all that hard, but the middle section with the evil matching letters just got frustrating. It consisted of questions about the most miniscule and unimportant factors of the book. I really should have just reread the book the night before.

On the way to Psychology I witnessed Steven in a rather revealing dance shirt. Claire and I oogled him all the way down the hallway.

Psychology was interrupted by the representative from Yale visiting. So I went to the meeting and, lo and behold, ended up sitting next to Justin again. The meeting was... not completely informative, but Yale is starting to sound attractive. Oh well. Came back to Psychology (lunch was cut short to two minutes for me) and did some classwork. Easy stuff.

In Art... we had another muffin for a substitute teacher! He was about my height, and had spikey punk hair (and multiple piercings) while in his shirt and tie. Mmph! He escorted the class to the cafeteria for our major's meeting and was the subject of much staring by me and Cristin the entire time. At some point Hoffy came up and asked me about the announcement I wrote for PA. Apparently Ms. W's signature was too sloppy for the office to decipher so they thought that I had tried to forge it. I find that funny.

After that there was an assembly at the auditorium. Lots of sparkley lights (probably bought for use in Les Miserables later on this year) and much disturbing dancing from the student body reps and officers. Predictably, our class officers were the best dancers.

Then dad drove me to the Library where the department's latest show was being held. I got there before Treat did, so I went into the library and researched some stuff on Gestalt psychology for the paper I'll be writing Tuesday night. Then came downstairs and helped Treat with setting up food.

The show wasn't as spectacular as our AIDS show last year, but it still had a decent attendance. I spent much of the first five minutes of the show finishing up the aesthetically pleasing placement of the paper cups, punch bowl, and cookies. Said hi to lots of people.

Jen showed up and there was much hugging and talking. She offered me a ride home, so I said "I'll love you forever! Oh... and yeah, sure." And we were off. Talked about her new, cute boyfriend, local bands with sexiness in them, how she's liking/hating CCHS, and stuff like that. I miss her muchly.

And now, tonight I have to help out at the Hero's Banquet. yay.