Man, today's been weird. I think I first noticed it when I was walking from homeroom, and I noticed that everything had this strange sense of calm just sort of shrouding it. Maybe it was like that, or maybe it wasn't "hiding" it all. Mm, me trying to be philosophical. What I noticed, in any case, was that unlike the past few days, it was just incredibly clear outside, with no clouds in the sky, and it wasn't even cold. I didn't feel bad for leaving my umbrella at SFSU the other night just then, because it felt like it would never rain again. That's so inaccurate, though.
I was late to 1st period this morning (15 minutes so) because I slept in-- nearly stayed home, but I didn't really *want* to, I was just tired. So tired that I'd slept over 14 hours, I think, since I went to sleep (well, for a nap) at around 7:20 yesterday, intending on having a short nap. But I'd felt so icky after I woke up at 8:00 (with the intention of watching some forgotten program on KQED) that I just kept right on sleeping. I'd gone to bed after briefly playing Star Ocean-- and getting damn far leveling everyone up and building their customize skills-- when two stupid-ass Coldlizards stoned everyone but Opera, and then the two of them ganged up on her and killed her with one foul breath-- undoing all my hard work one stinkin' floor away from the save point before Shin. *sigh*
But of course the weirdness didn't stop there, oh no. I found myself actually *looking forward* to singing "Moment Like This," and not just because I was singing the first verse all day yesterday. I'm starting to memorize all my songs without being told-- and with the Playathon two weeks away, I'm actually looking forward to maybe showing off in front of my otherwise bitchy choir. ^_^ All I need now is pledges (hint hint). I don't think I'll be able to bug my mom for cash, but it's better asking her for Playathon (i.e. staying at school overnight and singing) cash than $250 for Anaheim, to which I am intent on going. It'll be like a late birthday celebration in LA! Whee~! Yeah, so the songs I mostly have memorized are "In Monte Oliveti" (the first Latin motet), the first or so verse of "Moment Like This," and "Pavane for Spring." I'm working on memorizing the "Native American Spring Songs," but those are harder since I have to sing as a Soprano I, not a Mezzo, like I am. *wince* My throat kinda hurts from that today-- or maybe it was the soda...
Ms. Gilmore, as usual, was a bitch in Econ today. Slava was almost late, and she was being rude about him having the group assignment ("making our own business") when it was due. However, he came in late and we got in all turned in-- thankfully he wasn't being a snot to me (like he is, occasionally) for being somewhat demanding about where the work was. ^^;; Gaaah. Everyone has this impression that I'm sort of violent maniac ("Akane..?") or just plain evil in one way or another. I wish people would just be honest and tell me what they think of me... I hate people telling me WHAT to do or WHO to become, but just as irritating is someone who's withholding the truth from you to "spare your feelings." If they want to spare you getting angry or upset, then just be honest about it! There is a difference between honesty and brutal, tactless truth though. People should work on telling the difference before they blab about someone's faults.
Homeroom I spent looking up books at Amazon.com and adding them to my wishlist for my birthday. As usual, I want tons of books, but this time, it's not a whole slew of Banana Yoshimoto (though I am still missing books from her collection!). Right now, actually, I'm leaning towards supernatural and, in direct contrast, how-to books. Amazon even has a new guide section that lets you write/read these "So you want to know how to..." columns. COOL! Now I'll have to write a very cool one. =D
3rd period stupid Jonathan Pang didn't show up, and he had my homework from last night. *hiss* See if I ever lend him MY work again. Yeesh, and I'd had it all done for once. The other Jonathan was being mean, in an uncharacteristic way, but I was doing my best to ignore it. Still, it hurt. Blah. Younger guys always cause trouble, it seems. Can't win 'em, can't bribe 'em to join you. *laughs* Gwaaah... But the POW that's due Wednesday (Young Women's Health Conference! BWHAHA!) I might be able to get my old copy of (since that's the one POW I'm an Ace at... har har. That's a pun because the POW deals with cards!) and I get to turn in a day late! But I still have to make up a bunch of old work since I didn't do 2 POWs, and that will severely impair my already C-grade. *frown* I hate that. But I never do anything about it when I have the chance.
4th period I spent going to classrooms and talking about joining Journalism next year. I'm going to miss it... I do hope Diesel does a great job with it, and since I plan to stay in the city indefinitely, I'll be sure to visit. If I ever do head out to New York for journalism, then I'll stop by before I go. ^_^ It seemed like we got a good response too, even though I did most of the talking in the classes (Diesel talked at first, Brian helped once; Eming was being so super-shy it made me wonder why she came at all). Then again, the classes might have just looked excited because we interrupted their boring English classes. >_>
Lunch I went to Brown Bag theater again, paid for Diesel to pay back for him paying for me that week I couldn't pay for it. I still owe Cassie and Aaron cash, but the amount always changes. Damn my memory. I'll just get Cassie some HUGE ass balloons on her birthday. Haha. =D BBT was good today, too, even though I was angsting over not having pickle relish. There was another poem from Tatyana (from my Econ class) that I believe was inspired by Nicholas Sparks' "A Walk to Remember," which Tatyana is reading. I so didn't know that it was placed in the 1950s! *sniff* But I love the book, and adore the movie. I wants my own copy to sniffle over. =D The actual one-act play, though, was this cool thing starring Katie Canton (who I believe doesn't like me much, but eh, who cares?), Max Hing (who kicks royal ass), and Alayna Fredericks, who is funny as heck. It was called "Words, Words, Words," and as far as I knew, was another play written by a student, this one spotlighting the age-old idea that 3 monkeys sitting at typewriters for infinity could eventually produce Hamlet. I don't think that's the actual wording, but you get the drift. Well, these monkeys start to speak (or we start to understand them ^^;) and we learn just how irritated they are with their situation. Overall, it really was hilarious.
I should have been writing my final draft for my essay for English or going to that YWHC meeting, but the BBT was worth it. Eva went to the YWHC meeting for me; all they did was get papers about the possible workshops to go to-- I'd already gotten that, and they always have copies at the conference. The sucky part is that I have to be at school at 7:15-- on a B schedule day, when I'd normally sleep in until 8:30! ;_; It'll be worth it though, getting out of school early and having a blast at the conference. =D I wish other people I knew (besides Eva) were going, though.
5th period was that damned English class; Mrs. Thompson is really embarassing. She always singles me out in class though, and today she told me to "do something to my hair; dye it blonde and act dumb to fool people. o_o This makes me wonder if she was really trying to say blondes were dumb (she is a blonde) or that they just pretend to be; she went off on this rant that haircolor has something to do with the excrection of glands in the brain, and blondes are more stressed out, and therefore "appear" to be dumb. o_@ Whatever. She read "King Arthur and the Loathly Lady," which got me into a fairy-tale mood again. I really want to go to the libraries and just sit there for hours reading books. ^_^ I wonder if I owe any money on my card, though... >_> The one thing the whole story reminded me of, though, was how much I loved this one poster I had (that my father probably still has and I'll never see again, *sigh*). It showed ALL of the fairy tales in a landscape form, with castles, houses, and characters everywhere, and those scroll-like papers saying what was what. I want that again... *sigh*
6th period I was sorting papers again, not to mention browsing Amazon.com for that really cool encyclopedia of mythical and fairy-tale creatures. I remember when that sort of thing used to be my life-- all I drew, all I wrote about. I should get back into that stint again, it might make me a little bit more optimistic and hopeful about life. ^_^ Well, we're finally printing out the paper and checking it over one last time... I'm finally done.
I'll rush home, shower, put my contacts in, do the dishes, and get my arse to RTA. I don't really care if I'm too late or anything, but it's always fun to be there early and get in on the action. I was planning on playing iD, but now I fear there'll be people there, and I always get anxious when I'm being watched --I get all stiff and hot-- and I just don't think I do my best. It's strange, being afraid like that when I'm normally so outspoken and such. =P Will especially is someone I just go "AUGH!!!" around. Stupid initialD. Damn addiction. I need a patch! @_@ Or an Unlimited Card.
Maybe I'd be better off playing DDR or DMX.
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