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School was awful. If the circumstances were a bit different, I think I'd start ditching school. But, I can't ditch. Too much depends on it.
Well, maybe writing about my horrible day will help. That's what Mrs. Valenteen said, anyway. Here goes nothing.
First period wasn't that bad, except I don't understand what we're learning at all and it's hard to concentrate because the people around me won't shut up. Would it kill them to talk a bit more quietly? The entire class doesn't want to hear about who's dating who and who broke up with who! Rgh.
Second period was when it all started going downhill. I told Hana about a girl who's got really good aim when it comes to hitting people with baseballs... Well, she usually hangs out with a group of mainly guys, who seem to like to torment her. She just brushes it off like it's nothing - seeing how strong she is makes me want to get stronger when it comes to the teasing I get. She wasn't here today, though. And those guys, with their usual target being absent, decided to find a new one: Me. If what they did to me is anything at all like what they do to her, I've just gained a new level of respect for her - how she deals with those jerks I will never know. Ever. I don't think I'm going to use the school's weight room ever again though - and just for the record, there is no such thing as a 'b*****b machine'! Boys are so stupid sometimes.
Third period. Health. Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh. It's definitely one of my more hated classes. Don't get me wrong, the classwork isn't hard, but I really, really dislike the people in that class. Especially Mike. If gropes me again, I can't be held responsible for what I do. I'm also really dreading one of our health projects. I know nothing about exercise, how am I supposed to design an exercise program - for a grade, no less?! Ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh! I have to do really well on it, too, 'cause it's a huge part of my final grade for that class.
Fourth period. Drama. Had to practice Romeo and Juliet. Stupid "Romeo" kept insisting on re-doing the kissing scenes because he wanted to make sure he did it right. I need mouthwash. I thought kisses in those days were supposed to be chaste!
Lunch was hell, for lack of better words. My tormentors from second period showed up again.
Fifth period was English. I actually like that class. My teacher, Mrs. Valenteen, is so nice. She's one of the very few good teachers in the school. We had to do our presentations for our Romeo and Juliet projects (yep, we're reading it in English, too - I JUST CAN'T GET AWAY FROM THE THING!) today, and I ended up having to do an individual performance. In front of everyone. I hate getting up in front of people! Especially to perform a bunch of Juliet's more sappy lines! "O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou--" SHUT IT.
Sixth period was okay. Nothing really good or really bad happened there.
Rehearsal for Romeo and Juliet was after school. UUUUUUGH.
...Whoa. Mrs. Valenteen was right. Writing about it does help - I'm not in such a bad mood anymore. I might do this more often...
Love, Olette.
 a responsible girl · Wed Feb 28, 2007 @ 03:51am · 1 Comments |
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