Monday, November 9, 2015 "Late Again."

Monday, November 9, 2015
Week: 13
Songs to Remember: My Type - iKon

        Finished that "fun Friday" activity I hated, discussed and watched videos on plagiarism for English, finished another step of the large lab we're doing in Biology, did the usual in math and got to see my 12-week grade (C+, 79.96%, but the teacher was an MVP and rounded it to a B-. Thank you based teacher), the teacher showed us trench foot because we were learning about trench warfare during WW1 (don't ever look it up), aaand finished homework in class, because I didn't know that it was assigned for the weekend, for Chinese.

        It's 1:29 AM, still have yet to finish Psychology work, English work, or Chinese work. I got 2 tests and a quiz tomorrow. Haven't studied for any of those. I did not expect to stay up this late, but what did I expect of "hell month?"

        One good thing that came from all of this today. The weather was really harsh, there was heavy rain during 2nd period and a little bit after that. There was even thunder outside, and lightning, which we saw even in while in the classroom through the crevice at the sides of the door. I didn't bring my umbrella, thinking it wouldn't rain, and neither did Lt. So, after class, we went to the safety of the L-building, sat down, and just, spent break-time there.

        I like this season's writers already. Umm, it did seem like Lt still payed attention to me, not like, feeling bored or anything. She did talk a little bit quiet at times, and even then, I put all my concentration into my hearing, and I could still barely make out what she was saying, heh. Maybe that's what I do at times.

        And yes, our convo did still continue when I walked to Bio. Umm, what else happened today? Our English teacher told us a story of how he went OG on this girl who tried to cover up her plagiarism, even if it meant she had to get him fired. He noticed there was a pattern in these people's essays, gave 'em a 0 for their essays. One girl got her mom and a lawyer to get him fired, with her acting all innocent.

        Luckily, one girl who has invited to plagiarize with the group of girls (who didn't, and now she's a professor at Harvard) sent our teacher an email, describing how she was invited to their cheating group, showed the essay outline they sent her, everything. Our teacher was confident when getting talked down by the lawyer and mother of the girl. He just calmly handed over the email letter to the lawyer, the lawyer looked at the mother, and said "You're daughter is a dirty cheater" and left.

        I was like "Daaaaaamn. THUG LIFE." He just calmly handed it over, like "Keep talking, now look at dis." Anyways, fun story, I gotta go back to work. See ya.