No Internet

I would have typed up my journal yesterday, but I found out we lost Internet again so I couldn’t. But today I remembered I could post earlier journals at any date I want, even if it is on, for instance, the tenth of October. So even though I’m not going to be able to post this journal on the tenth, I can still write it today and have it come up as the tenth. Hopefully I can post this on Monday, and have it come up as Thursday, as is today. You know, I think I just confused myself.
Well, since I’m writing this as if it were today, I’ll continue as if this isn’t Microsoft Word, but Blogspot.

Yesterday was the first full day of school. I was getting ready, putting in my contacts, brushing my teeth and all when my mom comes down the stairs. It kinda shocked me, really. I didn’t think she would do such a thing. But hey! Almost immediately after that, though, I grabbed my bag and my backpack and went out the door. I didn’t go on the Internet like I did last year. Geesh. Now I wish I sort of did.

I got to school and instead of going up to Emily’s locker, I just went to my own. I grabbed the stuff I would need, including my pencil bag, and then went up the middle staircase to the third floor. Ya know, I actually tried to look through the second floor window to see T--*deep breath*. Tyler. Don’t ask me why, ‘cause I sure the heck don’t know.

I hung out with my friends for a while, went to the German room, waited for class to start and so on. Nothing extreme happened there. We learned a few new words, such as die Kirche (Kirk means church). I went next door to English, learned a few things about apartheid, got a list of words, but nothing extreme. I found out I forgot my paper at home, so I had to write on the back of handouts in both first and second hour.

In Biology I had to ask Jenna for a piece of paper. We did a few things out of the book, but that wasn’t that exciting either. Next went back up the stairs to Mr. Snider’s room. We breezed through the first couple chapters in the book, and then on the board he wrote “GTL,” actually saying it out loud. Before we could get really confused he told us that stood for “Go To Lunch.” In my excitement for my first day having B Lunch, I forgot my check.

I got my lunch, checked out at the cashier computer thingy, and went around the commons looking for my friends. I finally caught sight of them, catching that both Alyssa and Kimmy had my lunch. Excited, I took a seat next to them. And of course we had fun. *whisper:* There was a dude at the table that looked a lot like Tyler, and I had to do a double take to make sure it wasn’t him. Later I found out that the Tyler look-alike was a Freshie named Nat or something. He still looks like Tyler, though. *end whisper*

Going back up the stairs to Algebra, I walked with Alyssa to her French room, walked up another flight and made it into my room. We were given time to work on our homework, but I didn’t finish mine.

For the last hour of the day, I went down the middle staircase again and had to wait at the room door for the teacher to catch up. Tyler, I noticed, walked towards the door, stepped away to the drinking fountain and left my line of sight for a very long time. I have a feeling that he’s more consciously aware of where I am so he can avoid me. Seriously, I think that’s maybe just a little too extreme? But hey—I’m all good. I’m goin’ out with Henry and I have no ambition to even think of going out with Tyler no more. I just wish he’d at least, I dunno, be nice!
So we watched a video on plasticized dead people, showing different muscle groups, bone structure and other cool things. They’re real people, but dipped in a substance to make them plastic. Sounds gross, but it’s pretty cool. Near the end of class we got to work with our lab partners on a ton of vocab words. And I mean a ton. Oh! I forgot to mention that when Tyler entered the room, he actually went around the teacher’s “desk,” avoiding me where I sat. That was more of the reason I thought he was avoiding me very purposely.

*taps keyboard draw thingy*

It’s kinda boring recalling my whole day. I’m gonna have to find other things to write about.
At home I took off my band-aid for a while, walking around the house without it. I still have my stitches, but my foot definitely doesn’t hurt as much. I first finished my Bio (kinda boring) and then my Algebra (honestly, that was fun), finishing with Anatomy.

For right now, I’m just going to walk away from the computer right now, since I want to see why my dad’s continuously trying to start up the go-cart. Each time it almost sounds like it’s started—ooh, especially that time, but I can tell as soon as he takes his finger off of the button, it stops. Oh, it’s getting better. That thing just doesn’t want to work.

Yeah, so break and then I’ll brief today, maybe writing a few things on my mind. When I started this journal I said I’d put all my thoughts in it, but it’s more of physical things that have happened than my weird, messed-up mind.