Wednesday, September 30, 2015
Week:8
Songs to Remember: Sapokanikan - Joanna Newsom
Geezus, I cannot get a break. I think I've said this before. There's just plot-twists, conflicted emotions, lack of sleep, work, in my opinion, it's a mess.
So for a recap of yesterday, nothing much happened except for Psychology and the bootleg math project I had to finish last night. For Psychology, we performed our songs. Other groups were pretty good, not bad. When our group went up, I always get that feeling of "Aw shit". I practiced singing my verse multiple times, when I sang, I had this feeling in my chest, like someone put icy-hot on there. It was a weird feeling.
Good thing nobody knew what our lyrics were, otherwise, they'd know I did lag behind in the beat. Also towards the end, with all the adrenaline and shit, my hand was shaking super hard, it made it really hard to read my lyrics as I was holding the paper, heh. In my part, the crowd was like "Ooooooh" like, "Damn son". There was a big applause at the end. I'm guessing everybody didn't expect it, us, or just, me doing this bootleg rapping.
The teacher even mentioned me to another one of her classes. This one girl who I know in Biology, she was like "Ms.Blank mentioned you. You're in 1st period right? She was like, you wow'd the class 'cause like this quiet dude's rapping and stuff". I was like "Wow". First time actually, heh, experiencing this. So that was Psychology yesterday. And as for the math project, lots of time spent, about 4 hours in total maybe? 3? Somewhere around there. Designed it all in GIMP, rasterbated it to a poster sheet. I actually forgot to write a short essay at the end, so I did a bootleg one in pencil 2 minutes into class. Staying up 'till 2:00 AM makes you forget shit.
Alright, now for today. Just gonna say it right now, I don't think I'll be going to Homecoming. I know, what a shame right? Well, it's not for sure. I could be bootleg and mention it again to Lt, be like "So you sure you're not going?". I know, I know, I could just be like "Fuck me fam" and just ask her straight up. But like, I got her right where I want her. Not to Homecoming, but, in the position where I could build up to shit like Homecoming. Say, when's the next dance? JESUS, December 5th for Sadie Hawkins? Well, it's gonna be harder than I thought.
2 months away, it's Sadie's, it's on my birthday, ehhhhh. Okay, where was I? Psychology. We finished up the rest of the groups for singing, only 3 groups, but, they were pretty bad, gonna be honest, heh. One group did a bootleg rap, one of there members was missing, which I could understand. One did like a song from The Lion King? I think. They were missing a group member so, I could understand. And another was this group of 5 girls, there were silent parts in their song 'cause they thought others would sing or something.
English. I actually wore pajamas today (it's "I woke up like this" day for spirit week). Well, I wore sweats underneath my pajama pants, and I wore a sweatshirt because today was pretty cold. And it sprinkled, heh. I felt weird though, felt like I was the only one. But I just reassured myself "Hey Drew, no one's gonna call you fucking weird for this, it's a spirit day, a shit ton of other people are doing it too so stop fucking worrying". Okay, okay.
Lt and I do our walk convo to English, talking 'bout the quiz (test) we're gonna ve having today. I did not study really. I'm over-confident again, just relying on what I know and what I know I know, heh. I also had no time to study last night. It was major, as in, point wise, it was not a quiz, it was a test, even the teacher said himself it's a big test. I was like "Awwwww, fuck". But, the scriptwriters were all like "No, no, this shit's too much. Give him a break". Thank, the, lord. There was another Honors English teacher who told our teacher to give us a full period to do the test, as today was Wednesday and we'd need a full period to do it.
What's scary is that we need all that time. What's amazing is that I get this extra day to study, now knowing that I can't fuck this up. Geezus, what a fortunate twist. So, there's that. We just did a small play of chapters 7 and 8 for The Scarlet Letter. Lt and I do our walk convo again, this time, I asked her if she was going to the Homecoming carnival afterschool. She had NO IDEA, that there was such a thing. And so, there's that.
Biology, we looked at cells under a microscope. We had to count cells. Umm, fortunately not really any work for Biology. I still need to study though on my own time, but, thank the lord. If not, I'd probably be dead, drowned in work. Applies to Psychology as well.
Math. Already explained it, we did a lesson, turned in our bootleg posters, etc. Lunch, was just ehhh. US History, we did notes. Wait no, we talked 'bout political cartoons. Also the teacher passed out these little poster paper sheets. He didn't have time to explain to us what they were for but, fuck man, another one?
And finally Chinese. Our group shot our skit, basically just filmed it on my phone, I gotta stitch the clips together, due on Saturday. It was fun, a nice bonding time with the group. And just when I was getting comfortable where I am, with the people around me, the teacher's having us switch seats on Friday, test on Tuesday.
This doesn't stop here. The plot-twists I mean. At the end of 6th period, Yn messaged me, telling me her "new" idea. It was to tattoo her crush's name onto herself so he'll stay with her forever. Now, tattoo's are a personal thing, if people want it, that's fine. But ya gotta think about it first, don't wanna end up tattooing "NO RAGRETS", heh. She then asks me for advice from an honest, manly dude. Me in her terms, heh.
She has P.E with this dude. He talks to her about P.E stuff, she understands it all, but doesn't really talk, just listens. I'm like "Well, all dudes are different. For me, I wouldn't care, and since you said he goes on and on and doesn't ask you questions or for your opinion, I'm guessing it's all good with him". She thanks me, like, really thanks me, then tells me that she saw me and Lt doing our walk convo from 1st to 2nd period, that we were too into our convo that I didn't see her. And that was true, I'm like focusing everything into making this shit smooth, heh.
You think it stops there? No, it doesn't. Apparently sending pictures through SMS doesn't work, so she sends me a picture on Facebook. It's a picture of her arm, with her crush's name written on it with pen. Very faintly, the picture wasn't that great. She said she made the name lighter so it's hard for people to see it and if she keeps being obsessed with him, she'd get a real one "for sure", heh.
Yeaaaaaahhhh. I wouldn't wanna do something permanent like a tattoo just yet. I take a look at the picture, the name's written in cursive and all fancy like. I could only really recognize the first few letters, of what appears to be an S, E, A, and just whatever else. So, I go onto the school website, go to mail feature, look up "Sea-". Looking at grade 12 people, I see a couple names starting with that. I see a name that matches sorta with the written one.
I look back and forth, confirming the letters. I was like "Oh, so that's a C". Really faint cursive, The name matched. It didn't sound familiar at all. I search on Facebook the name, I see the profile picture in the thumbnail, I was like "Huh". It shows "Yn and 17 others are mutual friends". Yep, that was probably the one. Click on it, and I was just like "HOOOOOOOOOO".
I couldn't believe, that the dude she's crushing on and thinking of tattooing his name on herself, is that one dude who sat behind me in my Geometry class in 9th grade. Ho-ly, heh. I was like "Wuh- this guy?". I know, I was surprised too. Didn't really talk to him all that much in that year. He's okay, into anime. I then look at his pictures that show up on the side and I was like "Wait, is it just because he looks kinda like a dude from DBSK"/ Long, black and brown dyed hair, That was his old hair.
This whole time I pictured a different dude, waaaay different dude. And then this happens. It's okay though, he's a cool guy, but, just like Rl and Hl, it's just, really unexpected. Like, really. Really? Really. Alright, enough talking. Gotta go finish math work and study the shit outta people like Jonathan Edwards. See ya.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Feel free to say whatever you want.