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I've been listening to some pretty neat old music. Not too old of course, but old enough to be called "old". Songs like "Moondance", "Crazy Little Thing Called Love", "Low Rider", "Funky Town", "I'm Too Sexy", "Another One Bites the Dust", and of course my typical doses of swing and techno. School altogether is going pretty well. I took that Trig test today, and I felt extremely confident that I did well. I went back and fixed two of my "stupid mistakes", and caught them before I even turned the test in. It rocked. I also got back the Chemistry test which I felt I'd done well on, and sure enough I had the second highest score in the class (96/100), the person above me had a (97/100), and to be honest, I feel as though he took off two points unjustly. That's very much like him though, so I can't say I was surprised. During school hours and recesses was the typical social cohesion, or lack thereof, experienced in highschool. It was pretty interesting . . . I relaxed today at brunch, but at lunch I went back to being the wanderer that I am. I went around and visited with numerous crowds and had a great time doing it. I'm definitely going to run for class president because I have enough friends to win pretty easily I think. Who knows though, either way I won't be disappointed - one way means work and representation, the other means extra time to do things that I want. Simple way of looking at a complicated thing. It's always more fun that way. I ran Gusti road again today. It was a really nice run though, and I only had to break once after a nice two or so mile stretch. I started feeling the lactic acid scraping away at my leg muscles, so I decided to give it a break for a moment. I realize that I'm still a beginning runner, and shouldn't push it too hard. The good news was that I took an advil before practice, and it certainly paid off. I didn't hurt at all the entire time, except for a little in my calves, and aside from that I ran faster than usual. Hopefully tomorrow at the meet against Analy (at Analy) I'll be able to break 5:45. That's just my goal for tomorrow, but I have a feeling I can do it. I must be a workaholic or something. I want to play a game of chess . . . I just finished working on my Spanish postcard. I'm tired, and want to take a break from all this labor. Nap time. Take care my friends.
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