Well, today was okay until I got home. I'll go over everything else first, though.
I woke up veryvery early to finish the homework I had to do the yesterday but neglected to do because I got into a tangle with my mom about my costume for the play, which wasn't my fault because she's the one that didn't do squat for a whole week when she said she'd get it done.
When I got to school, I was tired and expecting a very exhausting day.
And it was.
In first period, I nearly fell asleep with my head up because nearly everyone doesn't know 1) how to read quickly, 2) how to read correctly, and 3) how to read without slurring words.
In second period, it wasn't so bad since I somehow got some energy to do the 4 square that Bradburn made us do. As another note, Bradburn's teaching method is; Step one: Complete outlines with PTQs. Step two: Make them do more activities to "teach" the students more. Step three: Put questions on the test that have never even been so mentioned and so the students have no possible way of knowing them. I'd probably learn 3 times as much if he lectured than if I did those goddamn projects with no point.
In third period, I slept. There was a small worksheet before that, but I pretty much just tried to sleep.
In fourth period, I'm struggling to get my group to do a decent job. And we're not. One guy doesn't even give a damn. "We're good enough," he says. Guess what. We're not.You suck. I could do better than you if I had pole shoved down my throat.
In fifth period, it was the same as always. I'll be in hell on Monday, though.
In sixth period, I didn't have to swim, which was good. More energy for rehearsal.
After school, it was pretty much alternating between manual labor and acting--mostly the former. With much painting, drilling, and carrying paint cans around, I have a sore back and a head full of worries. I don't think my costume is going to be done by Monday. Actually, it should be done on Sunday since I need to WEAR my costume on Monday.
Just after I get home, thinking that thought, my brat brother is sucking on a Green Apple Starburst lollipop.
My Green Apple Starburst lollipop, I might add.
I wanted to snap his neck.
Especially since he lied and said, "I found on my desk. -Whinewhinefakefake.-"
Bull. It was on my desk, b***h.
Have a good friggin' night.
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The days when I have no chocolate, enough chocolate, and too much chocolate.
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Karo. Mwah.
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I'm sorry to hear your schoolday wasn't one of the best, I hope they get better once the weekend's over. :3
Your brother sucks. And reminds me of my sisters. Siblings can be such a pain.