A very full half a week. School...school...and oh wait, more school. To top off my chemistry test today, I had an allergies attack during third and have been miserable all day. I cannot do my french 2 work. I only had half of french 1 and she expects me to know this junk? Please.
I hate when people say they're sick when you're sick to steal your sympathy. It's just mean.
Forgive any spelling or grammar errors...it's late and im tired and sick...why don't I go to bed then you ask? I'll tell you. Wednesday is laundry day and my pants were dirty and are not yet dry...

Cough, Sneeze...I need a tissue...

To continue my rant about buses.
Almost everyday after school I get dropped off at the top of my street and am forced to walk eight blocks uphill at the end of a long school day with a heavy bookbag(at least until my dad calls the old guy). I ask you, how is this fair? It really makes me question slightly why I even ride the bus. They take me only so far? What kind of system is that? I'm not saying I want to walk what would be a four hour walk everyday but for the love of someone, why?
Plus buses smell.

Today was another full day. I sat. I made eggs. I finished my cube for chem. Can't you just hear the christmas carol?

"Circle's an eye ball,
Circles are pretty...
A tasty wonderful,
Just like black grapies..."

Today was such an exciting day. I sat. I worked. AND!...I went to the grocery store...You know you're jealous of my busy schedule. My 'work' was a chem project I am not finished with but am sick of so will finish tomorrow.
Yesterday I actually did something...Well first I went to school early and got tutoring in geometry(shut up, I know I'm a sophmore and I'm in geometry, but it is honors). Then I went to my last homeroom which is a relief or I'd still have to like run through the crowd to not be late. Geometry was boring as hell. I did read the Inferno which makes that sentence a pun. Chemistry actually went by quickly which sucks because it was fun baking day...it looked really gross though. So then in drama we had our fake party. We SAID it was for our teacher because she's getting married but we really just wanted to have a party. Then like ten people sat on the couch and the bottom fell out...oops... French 2 was a drag, we had a test and I definetly didn't remember what I studied.
After school I rode the bus which I hate because when it bounces, I bounce and it hurts. Then when it stops I actually am the only one on the bus thrown forward. My friend Lauren came home with me and we watched the Bebop movie which is where the above song comes from...then I made this journal then I fell asleep...