--1,000 emails complete, the mission is beat; now i sit and wait for my sheet. . to arrive--
set alarm for 4:30, get up, begin more homework. continue until 8:30. get dressed, go to school. make it on time to 3rd, huge spanish test- very easy. next off to lunch. oh wait, whats that you say? no lunch? again? didn't you miss it yesterday because of biology? yes, thats correct. no lunch. again.
notice that i can't take my speech (written out) up to the podium with me even if i'm not going to just read it. so i sit in the library the whole lunch period furiously writing it on notecards.
--my name is edmond--
off to 5th period. bellamy decides to go first. go bellamy. did an awesome job. even if she did call charlie dan and said caddy kissed her dog :) now its my turn.
--nervousnervousnervousnervousnervousnervousnervousnervousnervousnervous--
up to the podium i go. dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun (sing that moron). end up doing good! woohoo! sooo relieved to have it over with.
now to 7th period-history-luchauer-TEST. but then the lines. ahh yes the lines. they are good to me. but i did study. well i read the chapters. well i read chapter 12. and i outlined. and i took notes in class. therefore i get 10 extra points. woo baby.
now on to biology for test help. (after taking hours at the locker). then bring jon home and get a poster, then to arby's (yum), then hell breaks loose. .
realize i brought home history book instead of biology book. drive back to school. get book. come home. "relax time"-wrong. dogs ate film. . again. off to target-they're out. off to walmart, then walgreens, then ekerds, then another walgreens, then moto photo. nothing. lastly, ritz camera in the mall. punk tries to tell me hes taking a break as i walk in. no sir i think i'm buying my film first. "ahh relax time"-wrong. ya know the overpass that goes over colonial by the mall? yeah? well me too. except not. thought i was going over it. even switched into that lane to be sure i'd go over it. woops this is the midpoint. luckily i have $2. finally get back home. 2 and a half hours after my quest for film began. "now relax time??"-WRONG. go outside to play guitar. open door, dogs run out, dogs run away - - - >hole in fence? yes. chase dogs, catch dogs, step/slip/slide in dog shit. (let me begin *my* triple s, then i'll wash the previous evening off me. haha. oh man.) go to the pool to wash off foot. other dog ironically pushes me in. i'm still in clothes. go figure.
