Shit Your Shorry Assh Down!
current mood: cheerful
current song: "My Life Ain't Easy"--The Plimsouls
I haven't written in this thing in a week...but it feels like a LOT LOT LOT longer. Howy sheet.
Homecoming was fun, Matt, Ash, Mondrian, Sarah and I went to Gunther's before the dance and before the guys got there this totally TOTALLY hot waiter named Spike was hitting on us. ::sigh:: Then some other waitress called Peewee started hitting on ASHLEY! It was the funniest thing I've ever seen. The dance was fun, but not my favorite, I donno, it just seemed old. We go to the dances three (now four) times every year...and they play the same stuff. It WAS exciting, but now it's just...required. I donno, the dance music sucked. Not to mention stupid Green Day 'fans' singing along to their song...when they know nothing about the band other than 'American Idiot' and the songs on that CD...it's really annoying. I hate people who pretend to be fans and then can't deliver. STUPID rap ass kids.
Other than that, it was fun. I had a good time, overall.
Everything else is kind of quiet. NO MORE IMPROV FOR AMANDA! Cause my team sucks...There were supposed to be FIVE people in my group. For practices only FOUR or THREE showed up. So the ONE day I am not there to make up my Bio test, TWO show up, complain to Bredenberg, and she puts them in another group. That leaves me with the girl who SOMETIMES shows up and the girl who NEVER shows up to make a group. So we decide to meet yesterday morning to decide whether we could, cause, hey, the show's next week. So I show up, and the girl who NEVER shows up is there...but the other one never shows. So me and the other girl go "SCREW IT!" And there go, no more improv for Amanda.
I felt really sick yesterday after third hour so I went home...so I drove home and I sat on my couch for three hours...doing nothing. I had a massive headache so I took medicine, and then, genius me, went on my computer (cause that's not going to mess up my headache more or anything) and shopped...I love giftcards. Then my sister came home from college...she is CRANKY! Geez. Apparantly she had to go bail her friend out of Detox the other day. She sure is making good friends fast, now, isn't she?! Yargh.
I FUCKING HATE PSYCHOLOGY! It is the dumbest class ever, I don't learn anything because she doesn't SAY anything. All she does is whine about politics and how people suck because ______ and _______. The class is the sorriest excuse for anything I have ever seen in my life. And the tests? What shit. Open book, open friend, basically open teacher. What the FUCK? I hate to say it but I'm starting to despise Cheese because she isn't good at what she does. She's a nice lady, a good person, but a HORRIBLE teacher. I think the whole "Here's your assignments, turn them in soon...." thing is absolute CRAP. The only good thing about that class is that I can do my Bio homework there. AND SHE DOESN'T CARE! It's absolutely pathetic. If someone asked me a question about Erickson or Piaget right now, I'd have no answer because I'M NOT LEARNING ANYTHING. We're so fucked on that IB test.
On the upside, my parents leave for OK in about two weeks! *YAY* Muchos fun.