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Feb. 11th, 2004 11:11 pmI feel so irrational and bitchy.
I should feel grateful.
All my Thursday crap got pushed to Tuesday, a "happy dance" is way overdue.
Today was just so exhausting. Career day was miserable. Fine arts panel was very stupid. Science panel had a petroleum engineer AND a project manager (my mom's major & first career and my dad's career). I wanted to like.. bash my head in. After career day, we had a shorter-than-usual lunch followed by 20-minute periods all in a row. I never really appreciated lunch time until today. Just going through all of my classes in a little more than 2 hours straight was sheer hell. I was so tired. I couldn't focus. There was no point. I'm angry at the school today. (Condensed, as I promised - cut from two paragraphs to a sentence). The dean is bitching way more than the healthly limit for absolutely arbitrary and stupid things.
I'm so ready to be done with high school. I want March to come. I don't want to be at school. The "joys of Senior year" are a joke. It's probably my fault for taking AP everything and electives where I actually have to do SOMETHING in class.
Yesterday's "Sarah's-Funny-Phrase-that-she-invented-while-ADDing" was:
- Puckered Buttocks (Especially funny to pronounce buttocks as "Buh-ticks" and repeat as "Buhhh-tocks!" and then again as just plain old "Buh-tocks") (Funny to picture, too)
Today's "While-not-made-up-but-still-very-amusing-to-say" is:
- Drunken Debauchery
Funny to say, funny to picture. The perfect solution to your classroom boredom.
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I wrote something and it was bitchy and long. So three paragraphs crammed into one sentence with a cavity invoking smile:
I'm going to a "Lazertag" "gathering" tomorrow, Anthony laughed when I told him.
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Life sucks and I'm tired.
I should feel grateful.
All my Thursday crap got pushed to Tuesday, a "happy dance" is way overdue.
Today was just so exhausting. Career day was miserable. Fine arts panel was very stupid. Science panel had a petroleum engineer AND a project manager (my mom's major & first career and my dad's career). I wanted to like.. bash my head in. After career day, we had a shorter-than-usual lunch followed by 20-minute periods all in a row. I never really appreciated lunch time until today. Just going through all of my classes in a little more than 2 hours straight was sheer hell. I was so tired. I couldn't focus. There was no point. I'm angry at the school today. (Condensed, as I promised - cut from two paragraphs to a sentence). The dean is bitching way more than the healthly limit for absolutely arbitrary and stupid things.
I'm so ready to be done with high school. I want March to come. I don't want to be at school. The "joys of Senior year" are a joke. It's probably my fault for taking AP everything and electives where I actually have to do SOMETHING in class.
Yesterday's "Sarah's-Funny-Phrase-that-she-invented-while-ADDing" was:
- Puckered Buttocks (Especially funny to pronounce buttocks as "Buh-ticks" and repeat as "Buhhh-tocks!" and then again as just plain old "Buh-tocks") (Funny to picture, too)
Today's "While-not-made-up-but-still-very-amusing-to-say" is:
- Drunken Debauchery
Funny to say, funny to picture. The perfect solution to your classroom boredom.
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I wrote something and it was bitchy and long. So three paragraphs crammed into one sentence with a cavity invoking smile:
I'm going to a "Lazertag" "gathering" tomorrow, Anthony laughed when I told him.
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Life sucks and I'm tired.
: )
Date: 2004-02-12 09:54 am (UTC)You forgot "Fuck me in the Cheerokee hut"