Today was an...extraordinary, let's call it that, day. No, Superman didnt crash into my school, knocking the principal unconcious (sadly), but it certainly was different. A mixture of both worlds, good and bad I mean, were all intertwined.
The day started off normally. My brother was in the shower as I woke up, I woke up early again, so I tried falling asleep to some avail, only to wake up right before my alarm was to sound about 30 minutes later. I went about my morning chores: Waking my sleepy self up, getting out of bed, dressing, and findin something to do that would prepare me to leave whilst my brother was finishing using the bathroom so I could go in and do my final duties. I watched TV for a few minutes, which is a bit different because I never watch tv in the mornings, and my brother must have sneaked past like a ninja, because I didnt notice him come downstairs and open the door to his room. Well, After checking the time, I noticed there were a few minutes to leave, so I ran upstairs to tell my brother to get the heck out, only to find he had been long gone. Meh, I brushed my teeth, grabbed seven bottles of Ramune (this japanese soft drink that people I know love), and headed out for the busstop. Everything was fine, chatted on the bus with a friend, and arrived at school. This is where the trouble starts.
There I was, the front desk. My school requires that everyone be checked upon entering the building, bookbags and a qick search and whatnot if you beep in the metal detector. I wnt along, as usual, but one of the security officers, who was checking my bookbag, noticed an odd "clink" noise. This noise was a clinking of a few Ramune bottles as they were tossed back and forth within my bookbag. After confiscating them, she politely explained (really, no sarcasm! The officers and staff are pretty damn nice, it's just the people with alot of power that are almost total assholses, like the principal or the seargent, the head of the officers) that, because they are made of glass, though heavy glass that does not break easily, glass is not allowed in school. She apologized and took them behind the security desk to give to the dreaded principal later. I, of course, was upset at this, but it didn't get to me, and I kept through the day.
First period was quite fun, as we were (re- for some of us that know it already) about atoms and bonding. We pretty much personified bonding as valence electrons = kids, and the atoms themselves are the divorced parents. The valence electrons go back and forth as kids do every saturday and every other holiday XD! (Sorry to anyone that takes that joke offensive, but it was pretty funny how she explained it to us.) We also settled that Hydrogen, which can bond with almost anything, is a total slut for doing so. biggrin Then, the teacher said that we'd all get into bonding next week. XDD
Mr. T, the AWESOME student teacher (and best teacher in the room, which tells you something about the actual teacher) decided to leave us all. He is going back to Hong Kong to visit his family and possibly get a job there or here. I wish him the best of luck!
Third Period- Same old PE class. We are playing chess until winter is over. I won alot, of course.
Fourth Period was it's usual fun and games with Susana, this pretty cute girl I know. We're friends, though, and nothing more. After this period is lunch, and the school lunches are incredibly horrible, so I went late because I wasn't gonna eat anyway.
Ok, here the point wehn I get more bad news: The Ramune that was confiscated by the officer was given to the principal, and he sayd that he is going to "dispose of" (most likely drink, the fat ho) them. You cant talk to the principal. ou treat him with respect, he treats you like a child, and not the 16 or 17 year old young adult, he treats you as though you are an annnoying little 6 year old din the store with their parent because they won't buy them some gaudy toy from a TV show. If you talk to him, you are the adult, it seems, and he's the child. Well, I could tell she felt really bad about doing her job, and she apologized a few more times, so I told her that it was OK, and that it wasn't a big deal. To tell the truth, it kind of was, because people had been asking me about those sodas, and I just never got around to bringing them. I bought them in cases of 30, so I made sure I had alot. I'm kind of selling them XD just to cover the expenses of buying the case, of course! ^^;
Well, Off to lunch. More bad news. I get downstairs to the cafeteria, and a friend wants me to get her a plate with only fries on it. She gives me the money and I've nothing better to do, so off to the line. Meanwhile, she goes to get a few items in a different line. So, I ask the lunch lady to give me a plate of fries with cheese on it (as specified), and I continue on. Then, the head lunch lady (remember, power = stick far up the rear) starts going on this rant after looking at my plate, saying "Who did this? You cant do this!!!" Blargy Blah Blah. Etc. Etc. So, of course, she has this attitude about the whole thing, and CAREFULLY watches me in the line. I'm a trustworthy guy, I don't know why the school "officials" don't trust me! I wear glasses and never get in trouble. Bleh,schools.
Ack! Where were we? Oh yes, the lunch woman. She watched me in line, and as I neared the end to put in my code for the lunch, she shouted "That's seventy-five cents for each fry (fry bowl. The lunch lady is supposed to put the fries in a bowl, not on the plate, and there were two bowls full on my plate. Let's calculate the cost. Keep in mind, I was given one dollar, twenty five cents. ) (1.50, already out of my price range), and thrithy-five cents for the milk (1.85? What the deuce!?!?)!!". Ugh, I put the milk back but i was short twenty-five cents. After a long pauce, the authority woman said "Ok, I'll give you the twenty five cents this time, but you can't do that!" and she walked away, talking in shouts as most people do. So, Pissy mood because, within the last 20 minutes, I've had two authority figures either dirctly (lunch woman) or indirectly( horrid thoughts of the principal, and how he is) upset me. I'm emo now, and all I want to do, is draw in my sketchbook. As soon as I find a table to sit down at to sketch and put my book bag on my lap, "Briiiiiing", the bell rings for lunch to be over with.
WEnt to the principal's secretary's desk. She's pretty cool, and I asked her what the principal would say about the bottles, after explanation of them and etc. I wanted to see if I could get them back after school. Everyone knows the principal's temper and stuff, and she even added that to the conversation. It was almost time for class to begin, so I wrote a note for her to give to him because he was out "patrolling the halls", and rushed to class.
So, I wasn't able to express my mood in a positive way, therefore in my ROTC class, I was still pretty darn pissy. When I get pissy (which is pretty rare), I don't really show it, except for the lack of energy which is usually in me. We had to clean, Major's orders, and I'm the Logistics Officer so I am obligated to do so. The kids in ROTC have turned the program into hell for me. Everytime we are back there, some dorky "gangstas" grabs the Drill Team plastic Lee Einfeild rifle and start playing war. After some yelling form one of my friends, who knows them, and they know she'll kick their asses, they stopped. I didn't ask her to do it, which made me happy that someone else thought they were as iditotic as I thought they were.
Well, a little happier, on to the next class. It was French.... It was..ummm...Frenchy? Um...yeah, let's just skip to the next, and final period.
Trig! WE had a atest and I'm pretty sure I did well! Mr. Gresnick is so awesome, he gave us answers to three question (becuase we hadn't covered that part of the chapter because it was insignifigant), and we all made jokes during the test, as long as they weren't too loud, and were satial in when you told them. Good times! Left school with a smile! It also helps that the awesomely fun Susana was in there! Hehe, said daily partings, along with "Have a good weekend!"s and got on my bus. After getting home, I checked my messages on my cell phone. I had been leaving it on bcauseI was waiting for an important phone call that could come at any time, and yes! It was there! "Missed Call - blah blah!" I called the company I ordered from,a nd they said that my package had indeed come in! The place is close to my job, so I left early for work so I could get there and sign for it. I got there at 4:1, they close at 4:00 on fridays... gonk so,I decided to get it tomorrow. Went to the library, and waited for a while to heat up/ cool down after the good run to the place, and then left for work a few blocks down. Walked to work with one of the people that works with me, and we had a good talk.
Work was it's usual, every once in a while, I'd get blamed for something, but thta's because the boss just wants to show what is wrong. It still made me feel kinda bad, and I lost my energy because of the energy expended (and it doesn't help that i drank soda before doing so) running to and fro. Good things at work! Nice people, nice thoughts, and nice gifts from Hawaii! My boss recently went with his wife for a week, and he got everyone a box of chocolates and either a necklace or a keychain, pretty cool biggrin
Well, with the energy loss, i got sleepy, and when I get sleepy, I get philosophical and/or start thinking ALOT. This was the latter. I started thinking very hard about a lot of problems that have been on my mind, and things that need to get better. I have a tendency to look at my past and regret things I've done, and wish to do them over again better, and how things would be different if I had done this instead of that. How parts of my future would be shinier instead of this dull luster I see sometimes. This put me in an upset mood (Wow, I was moody today, maybe it's that time again.....yup, break out the Belgium Chocolate Ice Cream and Spanish Soaps! Loves like a drug and I feel like getting high! XD)all over again, and slightly angry at myself. This sort of thing, the wole mood hing, doesn't happen very often, but when it does, it hits HARD to show me that it's here and that it's making up for all the times it's missed me. XD
Well, went through the night, and Yoshi (his full name is Yoshihiko, but we just call him Yoshi for short) took me home. I was still very upset, and I just wwanted to talk to be alone, and think, I geuss, as it normally makes me feel better, as does reading. Well, I looked up as I was standing outside of my house at the night sky. It was starry for St. Louis, I could see all of Orion, one of my friends (Yes, I make friend with stars and objects, like my Moo moo cow! I'll post pictures!! XD) in the sky.
I asked him, "Orion, what will I do?". I stared at his torso, and closed my eyes for a split moment. As I opened them,s till staring up at the night sky, I saw it. The thing that brought me peace. The thing that makes a person feel warm in the coldest weather. I saw my first shooting star. I know, it sounds silly. It's a natural phenomenon, but as I saw that thin line dart accross the sky, and right before Orion's belt, flicker and disperse into nothing, all was at rest. The tenseness I felt from the entire day was gone. What wonders such a small thing can do. I followed the rules- If you see a shooting star, make a wish. My wish was for the better, and I crept into the house, grabbed the newspaper, heated my dinner (Mild Curry and rice, Yummy! biggrin ) and walked up to my room, where I am now. I'm not sure why i decided to post this, but I'm glad I did, and I hope you liked it. ^-^
-Teh Luay!
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