Hellooooooo X3, this is my first entry in a while, but anyways, here we goo
Today was my birthday, yaaaaaaay whee ........ it was a birthday from Hell
I woke up and for a moment had even forgotten it to be my birthday, but my clock shows the date to so it was cool when realization struck. But my poor pet Iguana went and died right there in the middle of my floor, okay, died isn't exactly the right thing, it was more like near death. Either way a quick peek on the internet showed that my poor stubs {the iguana} had gone lethargic on me ... or some new cleaning solution went and poisoned him, either way I couldn't do anything about it, I did try to force feed him and it worked...... sort of, he atleast started squirming. I wasn't able to stay for long, high school can be awful like that, so I left him in my mum's caring hands and went to school...
I had long since missed the bus but luckily my mom was headed for town and I could bum a ride off of her. when I got there I had just narrowly escaped being late for first period. Now although I haven't told you yet our history teacher is not really the best, he just sticks notes on the board and tells us to wright them down before he's on the phone or something. So the fact that a sub was in was... alright, until I learned the true meaning of demonic teachers.
She was a nice person, but she expected us to take 50 reasonable notes on FDR based solely on a taped movie, and if she caught us talking she'd make it a hundred. I got to twenty seven.
Aside from that history was.... uneventful {no pun intended} but english, oh ENGLISH was quite the opposite.
Not three minutes into class the announcements chime in 'please excuse the interruption but would the chosen classes please start the Nevada state survey' We were one of the chosen classes. I had the permission slip {odd enough that we needed one} but I hadn't gotten it signed, oh well, nothing a forged siggy can't handle.
The survey, what was thought to be a mere twenty questions, ranged somewhere in the nineties. I soon regretted forging the sig. I will put some more info on THAT in a later post.
After that we were to group up and read 'the monkeys paw' lol funniest read ever, although it was meant to be creepy, it was all I could do to keep from bursting out in laughter. Our group, along with everyone else's, wasn't able to finish the handout in time.
Lunch was like a little reprieve, one of my friends had the same birthday as me and we had a descent lunch, band well, band is band, no way to make that horrid.
Biology was abit easier to endure, we had to do this nice little poster for evolution. I did what I always do, I took something dark and with my random, attention lacking, clinically insane mind turned it to something hilarious.
I had to come home to the horrid, yet expected news that my poor pet stubs, whom I've had for years, was no longer with us. It was terrible, and his final moments were even described to me. Instead of getting another pet I was given a bonsai tree.
I went to the wingers for a birthday dinner, inspite of the rest of the day, this dinner was really nice. I had my usual 'shrimp and sticky fingers' dinner, the waitress was really nice. My parents pulled the 'get the workers to sing you the birthday song' thing. It was cool, and I got free food, it was a nice end to one Hell of a day.
Well that was the latest installment to my little den, not as random as other installments, but it works.
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