False alarm. Life really is ok. I took my project to school, presented it, and rocked it with
Apparently I was more tired than I thought when I made it, because when I pulled up a slide about photo shopping which contained this picture, I didn't really think how a room full of high school apes would react. I really should have seen this coming, but really didn't. Now they all likely think I'm a ridiculous freak. I was trying to emphasize how our subconscious and reality has been distorted by things i.e. photoshop, and how we've become desensitized to what is real, and what is fake. Or something like that.Anywho, this morning in my first period class [consisting of myself and my student teacher; yes, weraq, we know] contained many adventures, one being the fuelling of my passionate hate of vending machines. Here's how it all played out. I left my water bottle in the library yesterday, 6th hour. Because of this, I was left lacking this morning. I decided to try to find a vending machine that sold [or cheated] 20 oz. bottles of water. Or of anything that I could empty and refil with water. However, there isn't a blasted vending machine in this bloody school that isn't jammed, can't count, or some other malady that I haven't mentioned. SO! Frustrating!!! What an adventure. Because of this, it was definitely a deranged day. Everything felt psychadelic, way more than it should have. Ugh!
Happily though, because half of my classes are AP, I'm exempt from the test. I suppose I could take them if I wanted to, but hey, I'll just keep my grades where they are, seeing as the only one that would really need to be bumped up is my hellish History class, but because I'm at roughly an 84%, there's no way this final could get me up to an 89.5% or more. So.... I suppose I'll just have to eat it and take the four point B.... I was really hoping to have over a 4.0 this semester.... But we can't always be perfect.... In any case, I only have finals in two of my remaining three classes. Unfortunately, they're on different days. What would be fabulous is if they were on the same day, allowing me only have to come two days, instead of being required to come to school all four days next week. Sad day. Oh well. I suppose it's more time to plan what I'll do this summer. Maybe. If I'm lucky. I don't know. One hour and fourty minute of doing nothing after taking a test that took only twenty to complete doesn't entirely float my boat. Whatev.
Anywho, I suppose I should go do something amazing. Maybe? :D Cheers.
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