Life Ain't Easy

But life goes on anyway. So with a lot of things that I should say, I'm going to be pretty ramble-y and random. It's what I do best, yes? Well, now I finally write a journal again.

Lately, it's been pretty suckish. Last Monday I got sick, but I toughed it through school. I was pretty much just tired and not feeling too great. I still learned, got my attendance in, kept Wells off my butt. Tuesday sucked even more. I was more tired, my nose ran like my leaky shower (steady stream of water, for those of you who don't know) and I was beginning to get into the "I don't care" state of mind I am often in. Wednesday topped both of those days. I didn't care about school. I totally blew off Pre-Calc class. One, I already knew what my teacher was teaching. Two, I was dead tired already. I didn't eat lunch all week because I was feeling awful, and Alyssa was starting to ride me about not coming to school if I didn't feel better. It wasn't that I felt like I wanted to throw up or anything.

Thursday, I took her advice. I didn't feel too great when I woke up even, so I asked Mom if I could stay home. I don't often want to stay home from school, especially when I have math, science or German classes. Those are the types of classes that if I miss one day, I'm pretty much screwed. Well, I missed Thursday and Friday. I was feeling suckish both mornings, and I wasn't even going to stick around to see if I felt better. Well, when I did wake up later, I felt like a couch potato. I barely moved all day, both days. I was too tired to. I knew my brain wouldn't work enough to watch Prison Break, either, so I was stuck channel surfing. Too bad I finished Dexter already. That show I love and can watch when my brain isn't completely up to speed.

Anyway, I did get better over the weekend. Saturday was still a little slow, but Sunday I got my brain back. I tried working on some Chemistry, but I only got one assignment out of, like, four finished. Beyond that and I just didn't want to do any more.

I learned today, however, that I still need to finish my Chemistry homework on time. I can't have a sick day. Even if I can barely compute two plus two, I have to do Chemistry homework. No breaks. No nothing. I like Wells. I really do. She was a great teacher in anatomy and she gets her point across in Chem. But this piece of information spoiled my whole day.

Forensics wasn't too bad. Marsh was insistent that we do the pieces her way. So I guess we can't memorize our pieces before we have to block it and what not. That's not how I roll, but whatever. I'm somehow her teacher's pet and I'm not doing anything to ruin that. I like being on teachers' good sides. In Contemporary Theater we just watched the 60's move of the Odd Couple. Not that bad. Lunch I ate. Chemistry I took the overly easy test (only the last question really hung me up) and then endured Wells's attention while my anger tipped over the top. Happens too easy lately, but I am a teen. Econ I got to skip because of a class meeting in the CPA. I'm still trying to figure out if I got that English credit for Mattner's class. *shiver* Mattner. And then in Calc I didn't have to worry about the quiz because the other half of my junior class went in the CPA for their meeting. Fine with me, because I somewhat learned how to do that part of the chapter that I missed and didn't know. So why didn't I bring my book home to really see if I understood? 'Cause I be shtoopid.

Uhm, well, that's about it for school.

My personal goal is to finish Chem B with an A- or better, but I'm not sure if I can do that. I mean, I do need a good grade in Chemistry if I want to follow Forensics, but . . . last week and this week really is going to kill my grade. Yeah, I'm sure I got a good grade on my test, but I didn't do any of the homework. And it's not like I can turn it in late now, even though I shouldn't have had to because of my extra days of missing (what?), because I already took the test for the chapter. I hate this! I need a B- or better in the class to advance to advanced Chemistry, which I'm probably going to need if I want to get into college for anything science. Which I do. I want Callaghan back . . . his class was insufferable, but easy, too. I'm surprised I even learned anything. Seriously, how did I in his class?

I got Dana hooked on Dexter. She'd been wanting to look into the show, and I got Dexter: season 1, so I lent it to her. Now she's raving about it. At least, that's what her one email told me. She can't wait to watch the next season, which I think might be even better, and she's reading the books. Personally, I don't think reading and watching at the same time will help her any, but I'm just reading the books now. Y'know, I wouldn't mind actually seeing some of the scenes described. The books and the series are completely different. I mean, even Dexter's different. I think Rita's more the same than Dexter . . . or Deb. Huh.

I just don't feel like type-ranting anymore. I've been looking forward to it all day, especially since I haven't written a journal in forever, but now I lost all steam. Pfft. Figures.