I'm sick today, so I get to stay home from school. It's great.
So far I've:
-read Midnight Sun (the PDF version that I got off the website. I'm not the idiot who downloaded it illegally and made it get postponed for a while.)
-read and saved the rest of my RPGs
-read the rest of a fanfiction on my computer (I copied one chapter to WordPad so I could read it and it wouldn't count as part of my computer time. I did this to all my other reading material, too. See, if I use my room computer, which has no internet, it doesn't count.)
-done the laundry
-checked both e-mails
-gone on eC
-updated my blog
So, yeah. I'm going to try and make these posts a little less angsty and a little more interesting.
Anyhow, I'm kind of getting bored and I want to watch some Ouran, so BYE.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
The Day I Nearly Killed Someone
Or at least concussed.
Anyway, in my english class, we have a talking stick, which is actually a frisbee. Someone threw it wrong and it landed next to me, so I picked it up, and the teacher wanted me to throw it back. I have really bad aim, so i wasn't too eager, but I tried- and it nearly crashed into the face of one of the boys sitting near the teacher.
The guy isn't popular or anything, and anyone could see it was a complete accident (I've demonstrated my total lack of aiming skills before) so we all laughed, but I was really embarrassed. I mean, I nearly decapitated the poor guy with a frisbee!
I apologized, of course, but I couldn't stop laughing about it once I got out of school.
I wonder. If he had been killed by a frisbee to the head, would I have gone to jail?
Anyway, in my english class, we have a talking stick, which is actually a frisbee. Someone threw it wrong and it landed next to me, so I picked it up, and the teacher wanted me to throw it back. I have really bad aim, so i wasn't too eager, but I tried- and it nearly crashed into the face of one of the boys sitting near the teacher.
The guy isn't popular or anything, and anyone could see it was a complete accident (I've demonstrated my total lack of aiming skills before) so we all laughed, but I was really embarrassed. I mean, I nearly decapitated the poor guy with a frisbee!
I apologized, of course, but I couldn't stop laughing about it once I got out of school.
I wonder. If he had been killed by a frisbee to the head, would I have gone to jail?
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Wellllll...
School was... fast. I got math homework. But only a bit. It was a good day, but it was hard not to notice some things.
Like how I was surrounded by empty desks in math. And how I could have moved and no one would have minded, but I almost... chose to be alone.
Or maybe I was too embarrassed to move. I guess I didn't want to look like I was desperate for company.
And like how I laughed at what David was saying most of the time, but... it's obvious we don't have the same feelings for each other.
And how I noticed how one girl's hair looked a lot like my friend's, and it sort of made me blank out for a bit. Because some things I want to forget, even though I probably won't. Ever.
How I realized that I wouldn't be alone in math class if my friend hadn't practically dropped out of my school.
How I realized how painfully awkward I must have looked in english.
And I'm angsting. Great. What the heck.
I hate when I get like this. When it feels like I'm just... not worthless, but pretty close.
Well, tomorrow's another day. :)
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Like how I was surrounded by empty desks in math. And how I could have moved and no one would have minded, but I almost... chose to be alone.
Or maybe I was too embarrassed to move. I guess I didn't want to look like I was desperate for company.
And like how I laughed at what David was saying most of the time, but... it's obvious we don't have the same feelings for each other.
And how I noticed how one girl's hair looked a lot like my friend's, and it sort of made me blank out for a bit. Because some things I want to forget, even though I probably won't. Ever.
How I realized that I wouldn't be alone in math class if my friend hadn't practically dropped out of my school.
How I realized how painfully awkward I must have looked in english.
And I'm angsting. Great. What the heck.
I hate when I get like this. When it feels like I'm just... not worthless, but pretty close.
Well, tomorrow's another day. :)
Smilies are fillers. You can use them when you don't mean them.
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