Returned to school from being sick since Saturday. Found out my Geology teacher hadn’t marked me absent all week (sweet). Caught up on Web Design work. Listened to everyone talk about Kimbo’s knockout. Overheard aid chick talk about her distaste for alcohol. Overheard her bitchy friend for 10 minutes say it was the best thing ever. Overheard now bitchy aid chick dramatize about almost getting raped by creepy guy on a lawn. Spoiler, it was a joke. Overheard both bitchy chicks talk about getting chased by homeless people. Stopped overhearing, played music. Found out I was an assignment behind but conquered it. Something pleasant happened. Took notes about atoms in Geology. Talked about crazy Nazi experiments. Learned most research on Hypothermia came from Germans throwing Russian POWs out in the cold, bare naked. Learned about “Elasticity” in econ. Got excused from tomorrow’s test. Still felt sick, ears clogged, couldn’t hear. Found out I missed 6 days worth of math assignments during 3 days being gone (I’ll let you figure that out). Felt nice and snug in my new jacket. Listened to bitchy chick behind me complain about alcohol, listen to bitchy chick’s friend not complain about alcohol. Still listened to bitchy chicks complain about their boyfriends. Stopped listening, tried taking notes. No one excited for back to school night. Thought our Math teacher’s eccentric personality would convince their parents he’s gay (spoiler: it’s just a funny, high pitched voice). Got my picture taken by the teacher. So did everyone else. Mine was better. Went to Art. Finished my Penguin drawing, it looked better than the teacher’s. He won’t admit that though. Got caught texting. Passed off my iPhone as an iPod Touch, saved. Teacher had a menacing tone all period. Still doesn’t help that he looks like an Oblivion character. Used charcoal to draw a bike. Did make up work in the library for lunch. Welcomed back in English class. I’m somehow behind and caught up at the same time. Made me feel like I was in a shitty Lost episode. Wondered for half an hour if J. J. Abrams would surprise me by jumping from the ceiling. Read poem about crazy dude who thought about cats. Crazy dude apparently was obsessed with cat names. Day ended.
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