At first I wasn’t planning to write this, but then I thought I might as well.
We were on finals schedule both Thursday and Friday. Finals schedule in my school are two-hour classes, one day being even-numbered classes and the next being odd.
My first period on Thursday was math. Math isn’t bad; it’s literally the one thing I can do myself and not have to have a teacher teach me. It’s relatively easy and the teacher’s super nice. Plus, I get along with most of the people in that class quite fine, better than most of my other classes.
The thing is we had two performance tasks and it left me with a brain full of goop afterwards. I had a throb of a headache and my stomach hurt more than ever. It was bad.
Science was sort of a good period. My best friend was there and her other friend was there too, so it was pretty cool. We sit at a pair of tables but our little group of 3 ended up succeeding because of the other group’s view on one of us. Then, they ended up crossing our border and yeah, just trying to keep them out was a task. It was fun but so emotionally exhausting.
PE was a ride full of boredness. My friends were deep in conversation about Attack on Titans which I now secretly detest because of Nathaniel’s (my friend’s friend, I don’t know if I should call him my friend too since I only talk to him once a day and he hates me) summaries of it. I hate it with such a passion, it’s not a joke.
This kid also came and started saying my friends’ names and about them sitting in a tree. I shot back, saying that there was no tree under him. He pointed out a tree and I said it was so far and that my point was still valid. He then started singing it again, but now instead of my friends’ names, he said mine and acne.
That really annoyed me. Why? Because I heard my brother and his eighth-grade friend talking about girls and them being flat-chested and then some other things. They were saying how that’s more attractive or some weird thing about it.
Then I heard my brother call this girl ugly. In front of her.
I’ve never seen any guy do anything like that. But I haven’t been close and talked to a boy at that extent. And it upsets me that a 13-year-old boy is thinking like that and saying stuff like that.
It sucks. It really does. Like, we did nothing to the boy and then he comes to bother my friends when he knows it annoys the living crap out of them when they’re shipped. I don’t care about the acne thing, but apparently, he does.
I don’t care though, so meh.
Moving on to everyone’s favorite day of the week (except restaurant workers)…
Sorry, I had to. Kill me now.
Friday I had Elective, History, and English. In our elective, my friend and I just talked about stuff and people and that was fun. We have this project we’re doing that I’ll post directions to do because it is pretty neat, just a bit challenging.
We worked on our finals in history. We just have to do projects, but they suck. I’ve dedicated 24+ hours on my history final and it’s still not done. It was due on Friday, too.
English was sad. We took the MAP test which is a test you take (or are supposed to) 3 times during the year: when you first start school, before New Years’, and before the end of the school year. Last time I got around 253-5. This time I got 246. I dropped by a lot. I had improved from the beginning of the year to winter, but then dropped all the progress I made.
I also had to stay after school to finish the Math performance tasks. This part was fun. Epically. I was around people I was comfortable with and doing things I love. Yes, the PT was tough, but in the end, we finished it and had a good time. I also feel we got closer as a squad. I’ve been sitting with the same crew in that class and, like, 60% of them are leaving the school.
On Saturday, I had to wake up early to walk to the Police Roadeo. I said I was going to go and I went. Thing is I just hopped in with them and when we went to the booth, the other people were surprised I was there because I hadn’t told them I was there. It’s a bit confusing.
Anyway, a parent of one of the kids then said there’s another person there.
Wrong. There was two.
That is if you count the bee.
There was a bee chilling on my leg. It was just there. Sitting. I told them and someone gave me this Hi-chews wrapper that I used to scoop it up, but it was a simple task turned complicated. The bee ended up crawling under my leg and just sitting where my butt would’ve been. I had to squat until I finally got it on the wrapper. I just threw it out afterwards.
I felt bad, but then the bee was gone, so there wasn’t much of a reason to.
The day went on just like any other day.
Oh, I slept like a log after the whole endeavor because I woke up really early (to me) on a Saturday and Saturdays were, like, specifically made for sleeping in till 5 pm, so change for me there. It’s also finals week and although we don’t have tests like the high schoolers, we have projects that are so, so time-consuming, it’s not a joke. Finals week literally means sleepless week.
Anyways, bye for now. I’ll be posting over the next few days after I finish all this late work. Toodles and I’ll catch you on the flipside. Peace.