Mistake

Nope. I lied. This morning is a grumpy morning. Well, it wasn't a typical morning with Abbi, either.

I'll get to there. Hopefully soon.

I got out of calculus class at 9:30. I stopped paying attention to the lecture during Professor Quail's second point. Which I shouldn't have done that. The six problems we had on the board after the lesson, I was able to fly through the first three, but the other three were connected to the other example. Tyrone lent me his book, and I soon figured it out. As usual, the lesson was easy.

People certainly weren't kidding when they said calculus III is a lot easier than calculus I and II.

After class, I went to the computer commons and gave my brain a little break before I took my German test to pass out of German I. I think I went up around ten. It took a while for the people in the testing center to find the test, too. I couldn't remember the professor's name (Roszell) and the people at the center couldn't, either. We had to know his name before I took the test.

I was kind of panicking a bit before I went to the testing center because I had no idea what material would be on the test, but a little fear set in when I saw that the test was solid text for four pages. Thanking the lady that helped, as well as apologizing for being a pain, I went into the room to take my test.

The first part was easy. I had to answer interview questions - very simple ones - about myself, and then translate thirty of, like, seventy phrases from English to German. The second part, however, confused the hell out of me. Even the instructions in English didn't make sense to me. All I can hope for is that I did everything right so I get my five credits now.

I walked out of the testing center quarter after eleven. It felt really good to have the test out of the way. All I can hope is that it's as simple as I felt it was.

I had to stop at Tractor Supply for rabbit food, so I took 23 south for some reason. A sign before the exit said to follow a detour to get to 94 west, but the ramp turned out to be not closed. I missed it. Took Michigan Ave to Ann Arbor-Saline to Jackson instead. I realized as I passed Zeeb I could still have taken 14. It would have saved me quite some time.

I grabbed three bags of food and checked out for $50. So much for the $45 I was expecting. I'll do well next week; I have money for gas.

When I returned home, I farted around a bit until I decided to wash out the fish tank. I took a shower after cleaning out the tank, so partially dressed, I started to set it up. And killed the immortal fish because I didn't get all the bleach out. Oops. Instead of fixing it, I gave up.

I did finish Stephanie's unicorn before I had to go the high school to not only pick Abbi up, but to attend the GSA meeting as well. For some reason, Bethany tagged along. It was rather annoying, actually. She did leave as we filtered into the art room to go teach a flute lesson or something, but she ended up coming back fifteen to twenty minutes later.

We made posters to advertise the club and national coming out day this Friday. I drew a pink unicorn on my poster because I can. I'm not particularly proud of my anatomy, but what can I do? I didn't have any references.

Bethany followed Abbi and me out into the parking lot. I've been raised to be friendly and civil to those I don't like (except at Classic, I guess), and I have a "no" disability, so I guess Bethany thinks we're friends again. This is the reason why girls have a reputation for an underhand war. I perpetuate it. I don't know how to not.

Abbi and I spent our entire time between the GSA meeting and my hair appointment out in the rabbit pen. Abbi cleaned waters again while I went through most of my Mini Rex and evaluated them out loud. I'll write everything down soon.

I think all my Minis are pinched in the hips. Especially J. Not that J's doing anything in my rabbitry anymore. I have him up for sale. Laissez is definitely a better buck.

Oh wait. All my Mini Rex. I guess I have Mini Lops, too.

We also put Jillian with Laissez, Dalilah with Bee, and Amelia with Whopper. None of the bucks could do their jobs. We took Dalilah and Amelia back, but Jillian stayed with Laissez overnight.

Wendy was immediately ready for me when I walked in the salon at 5:30. Abbi stood by my chair the entire time. I felt bad. She had to have been bored out of her mind, not to mention uncomfortable on a couple levels. And Wendy took her damn time.

Abbi and I ate dinner when we got back home. I just had noodles and shrimp because I was pissed off from the drive home and I didn't even think I could eat.

Abbi and I had a little time for ourselves before I took her to band practice. I simply dropped her off, picked up Olivia from her house, and returned to the field.

We were being so obnoxious in the bleachers, but I couldn't shut up. I feel bad. And stupid. Well, that's an eternal feeling. I have brief moments when I actually feel smart.

Not that it looked like the seniors were getting a lot done. I dunno, though. I don't band.

Still, we were absolutely disrespectful and that's unforgivable of me. Especially when they huddled up and Dr. Moore was talking. We knew our voices and noises carried.

I jogged to Zip, since I gave one of my hoodies I wore to keep me warm to Olivia.

Abbi took a shower and I started her laundry since she didn't bring a change of clothes for today once we got home. Then she worked on her English and biology homework. Olivia and I snacked.

I was being so mean to Abbi last night, too. I don't know what the hell my problem was.

Last night, hanging out with Olivia, was just a big mistake. We've definitely drifted apart as friends.

I took Olivia home around eleven. When I returned home, I brought down the laundry for Abbi, whom was very excited to have warm underwear, and we snuggled up in bed. We didn't even talk. I'm pretty sure I fell asleep almost immediately.

I'm used to going to bed around ten.

Abbi rolled over and asked me what time the alarm went off a minute before it actually did. I started to answer her when it cut me off. Abbi pressed the snooze and cuddled up to me instead of getting up and ready. She asked how long the snooze was. I told her I thought it was nine minutes. I don't use it except for to shut my alarm off. I don't understand the point of the snooze button.

I didn't even try to get out of bed while Abbi got ready this morning. My body hurt all over: my back, my chest, my stomach. Sharp pains that gradually dulled away until they stabbed at me again. Abbi didn't bug me to get up, either. After she got ready, she wiggled into my arms until she had to leave.

I reset my alarm to 8:10 and I know I fell asleep again. I woke up to a nightmare. Well, the alarm woke me up in the midst of a nightmare.

It took so much effort to get out of bed. I was exhausted. I really still hurt. I didn't want to attend physics - or German for that matter - at all. So, in essence, it was another grumpy morning.

Traffic was awful, too. Most of 23 was at a crawl. A mile before the Plymouth exit. A half mile before Geddes. I got to physics class a few minutes late.

Oh, so the trick for that quiz, I guess, was:
W = -W_f
W_f = F_fd
W_d = µ_kmgd

I still don't really know what that means.

W_d = .200(400)(9.81)(2.5)
W_d = 1962 J

And then:
W_a = .200(400)(9.81)(3.5)
W_a = 2746.8 J

Which means:
W_a - W_d = 2746.8-1962
W = 784.8 J

I hate physics class. It doesn't make sense to me.

Today was no different. I couldn't figure out the problems we went through alone. I felt like I haven't seen half of the equations he used. I couldn't find where they came from.

Then, when we finished all the sample problems from chapter six, we couldn't leave. I was exhausted, my brain was in pain, my body hurt, and I'm so frustrated in this class because I can't figure it out. I wanted to leave so bad. Yeah, and now we're onto angular motion. Because I totally understand linear motion and trigonometry.

I didn't want to take this class. I know what I can't do.

I got myself hot chocolate before I came to German class. I talked to people about food and field hockey. I'll wait until break to talk to the professor. I don't want to be stuck here.

Ich will hier nicht beleiben.

And I certainly don't want to work tomorrow.