Tuesday, March 22, 2016
Week: 32
Songs to Remember: Be Right There - Diplo and Sleepy Tom
That feel when you get a 40/50 on a Psych test and your grade goes up by 4%. Feels good man. Now, if only that could happen in Bio.
Psych was what you'd expect: a test. English was just a discussion on the 1920's and using Chromebooks to create bootleg slide presentations on a topic from the 1920's. Break was break, Bio was just free time again (with a practice sheet I actually completed for once, with the help of Ct. Not sure if I used her name for somebody else yet). Math was math, and lunch was lunch.
I asked Ek if she'd be fine with a DIY corsage. I suggested to Ec that he could just make one, it'd be more unique, plus it's cheaper (or so I thought) but he was pretty skeptical about it. Ek said that she'd be okay with it, as long as she gets to see what it looks like beforehand.
I like DIY stuff. The only thing is: I have no experience with making a corsage. Corsages. I'm probably gonna end up just getting one off online, but, who knows. Anyways, US History was just notes on events from the 40's up to the 60's and on-wards through the Cold War. Chinese was just whatever, hand signs practice with the vocab, along with interaction between my group members/
After school was an hour of practice for the rally on Friday. It seemed fine, I know the moves, just gotta work a bit on making it look good, execution, and it'll be dandy. I also messaged Yn today, but she still has yet to respond. Umm, so, that means I'ma have to ask her on Friday, during lunch, right after the rally. Yes, I'm gonna go through with it, while I still got this motivation. And there's that saying: what the fuck could go wrong right? If she says yeah, then I win. If no, then fucking, I'm still going to prom with my hommies. Also, it'll be no biggie, 'cause she'll understand. Hopefully, heh.
So yeah. Everything's definitely up for chance here. It's 12:27 AM, gonna go to sleep. Also, gotta make note that $20 is owed for photo-shoot, okay $30, for photo-shoot and corsage. I mean boutonniere. I'm buying the boutonniere, because I don't think Yn will get me one, heh. Shit, I forgot about whatever the fuck they were before Mc brang it up. Anyways, see ya.
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