Friday, November 6, 2015 "Feeling All Around."

Friday, November 6, 2015
Week: 12
Songs to Remember: Everybody's Circulation - TMABird

        Damn. Wasn't the season finale I was expecting, but, I'll take it. Still sorta unclear what to do with the Lt story.

        Psychology, man, what a shitty-ass "fun Friday" which sometimes continues beyond Friday, like today. We were in groups, again, and we had like, different stations to do. It sorta like, experiencing age and shit, just random shit like that. For our group, we first did this activity where we put in earplugs, wear scratched glasses, and read Dr.Seuss books to imitate what being elderly feels like. Sorta.

        Worst part of it all: we had to walk, hunched, as if we had a cane, slowly, to the library steps straight across from the classroom. FUCK, YOU. It was literally like 54 degrees in the morning, and of course, our activity involved going outside. And there's like, 5 other stations, we only got through ours and one other station before the bell rang.

        *sigh* Anyways, English, I was hoping we wouldn't be doing the essay, but, alas, we did. Fortunately, it was to be typed on Chromebooks, so that was my playing field. And thankfully it was expected to be short because it was in-class and timed. For the prompt, it was a random selection between 3, which we got to choose, randomly of course. Not bad, talk about how Hester is a strong female character, aka, explain if the novel was written in a feminist view or not. Did the 2:1 ratio, I was scared for the time because I needed quotes, I don't remember where page numbers are, so I made sure not to spend too much time on finding 'em.

        I did finish on time though, so, not bad, I'll take it. And, there's not take-home essay, thank god. Either that, or he's giving it to us next week, in which I will be like "Fuck." Lt and I, I don't know anymore. Like, I'm not sure how SHE feels about us, if that strong connection still holds now from like, a couple months ago. I guess I'm just feeling depressed because our convo's are just talking about school and shit, and how I don't get that burst of excitement whenever I get a text from her.

        Never thought I'd have to think this way, I always sorta mocked it back in middle school. And uh, look at me now, heh. Fucking, this shit happens. I could compare it to basically Drake's "Hotline Bling."You used to call me on your cellphone. late night when you need my love, Call me on my cellphone.

        Maybe she feels the same way, that she expects me to text her. But, probably just busy with work, like, a lot of work. She still plans to take AP classes next year. And yes, it is confirmed she ain't doing CCOC next year. Ummm, to continue where I left off, I went instead to the L building, and just sat in the depths. By that I mean at the place where many people sit at at the L building. And Lt did pass by, with her other 2 buddies, that one dude that we've gone over, and this one girl. I forgot her name though, I think I saw her name when Lt screenshotted her bootleg math trick that she did to her friend like me.

        In my defense, I was studying on my phone. She was there, with her 2 buddies, right next to me, the bell rings, she actually walks with me, up the stairs, to my class. We talk 'bout, you guessed it, classes we'll be taking next year, And still, FUCKING AP's, heh, I don't know if I can handle anymore of this shit. But yeah, now that I remember this moment, it does make me feel better, knowing she, walked with me to the door of my next class when her class was right there.

        So I guess, that could work out for me. On Monday I could be like, "Oh hey, you're going to the L building? I need to go there too." And uh, just, see where it goes from there. Alright, enough talk 'bout Lt, moving on. Biology, thank the lord I found the Quizlet flashcards for questions from the giant-ass review sheet. And yes, those exact same questions were on the quiz. Only 5 questions, multiple choice, got a 3/5. Many got 4/5 because of a bootleg trick question, so, not bad. Umm, mostly just review, planning what to do on Monday, also the teacher's birthday today so, there's that.

        And, almost forgot to mention, it's my buddy Ac's birthday today, happy birthday to him. I've known him since 6th grade, we don't talk very much, but we've hung out in a group for pretty much all of middle school, and uh, high school's changed, but we still have that sorta connection from the past. Anyways, prime example of AP classes: my Bio teacher talked about suicide rates, how 1/5 of every high school student has thought about attempting suicide. She tells about this dude she knows who's an engineer who works at Amazon. He's interviewed over 500 people, never was he like "Hmmm, what AP classes did this person take?" Made me feel better knowing this will all be just lost in my brain in the future. Just, this, my struggles, heh. But damn, fucking AP classes, Thanks for feeling for us.

        Okay, gotta move on because I wanna sleep. Math, the usual. Lunch, the usual. US History, we finished watching the Lusitania. Damn was it a nice movie. I was wondering where they got the budget until I saw the Discovery channel logo. It got really dark after the setup, like, really, really dark and tragic. I really liked it, and the best part of it all: I didn't fall asleep this time. Also, I don't know if I've ever mentioned this but I've been reading this book called "Pay it Forward" during SSR, from our teacher's book collection, and recommended to me by Ky. Almost done with it, pretty good book. Gonna be the first book in many, many years that I've actually read each and every page. The last time was probably the Joy Luck Club, but that doesn't count because I hate that book, heh.

        Chinese, yeah that was just, going over the homework, people present their research summaries, all good. Nothing much else to say, except that afterwards, I walked to the dance room to watch people perform for a bit, for KDT, when I ran into Cy and well, Kh. Cy's like, that girl whom is friends with Ls, umm, cut her hair short last year, and uh, was good buddies with Ec. You know. And Kh, the dude who's friends with Ad and Cy, senior, chill dude. They were going somewhere, didn't really hear where, but instead of waiting, I just went along with them.

        With what looked like they were going home LOL, it turned out that we went to Kh's house (which was super close to the school, like about a 2 minute walk. We sat on this bench on his front porch, Cy and I, when we see Ls. She comes over, sits down with us, I was like "What a fucking coincidence/ timing." Kh just changed into more comfortable clothes, we went back, it was 3:20 PM by now, but apparently the teacher supervisor wasn't here yet, so, we got a break, heh.

        Thought it would start at 3:15 PM, apparently not, stayed 'till 3:45 PM and went home. Why? I was looking forward to playing Black Ops 3, which, I will, tomorrow, thank you dad, heh (my past birthday presents for the last 4 years has been nothing but Call of Duty games. And, including some gifts last year by cool people, like Ek and Yn).I made a commitment because if I were to get this game, the addiction will grow, be unstoppable, good bye to school work. So, I decided I'll play only on weekends, or, if I finish with ALL my work before 7:00 PM. But, for weekends, I'll play for as long as my cousin (whom we haven't really Skyped much. Like, barely. Only the past week or so has he called me. Guess we're just busy with work or something, or at least, I am. Even so, we're still really close) does.

        As for online shit, we tried to redo our Google Hangouts thing with my group and I for Chinese, this time one of our members overslept from her nap or something, due to AP and Honors work as a sophomore, so, I understand. So, we're moving it to tomorrow, which is fine. I've been watching Slaydra (azneyeswhitedragon) stream Black Ops 3 for the past day or so. And uh, played a couple League games with my buddy Ec. Our future in the Gold vision looks dim, heh.

        Wheeeew. What a fucking post. Was around like, an hour of straight writing. Or at least, 30 minutes. That's- oh shit, almost forgot this bootleg moment. Our English teacher played Chic's "Le Freak" song during the beginning of the period. I was like "Awww, come on man. Savage as fuck yo, heh." Like, damn. And if you don't get it, the song's lyrics is about freaking out, in which, students like us would freak out about doing in-class essays or major works like it. FREAK OUT. Fucking savage.

        Alright, enough talking, quality sleep, here I come. Also I'm sick, with a sore throat this whole week, runny nose today. Fuck you cold, and as my best buddy would exclaim, "Fuck this gay Earth!" Anyways, see ya.