Checking on Napoleon

I could tell right away when I got up this morning that it was totally going to be a day like no other. Meaning in short it was going to be stupid. Real stupid. This was punctuated promptly by my arrival at school. Shortly thereafter this event, I found myself in the library checking out the last Otherland book by Tad Williams (yes, I know, I've sunk to new lows, but I really love this series) and hearing from my librarian (who still hasn't forgiven me for not returning Queen of the Damned last year--I told her it was lost, but I have it right here. I can see it from my chair.) no less than four trillion times I have a fine on the third one and also The Horse Goddess which is somewhere in mom's room since she read it after me. Well I was like yeah yeah shut up, basically, and she was so very happy and cheerful for some reason, and it was just creepy. How can somebody grin at you and be completely pissed at you at the same time? (I know she was pissed because she had a crazy gleam in her eye, and she was baring her teeth at me a little too much, and her voice was just a bit too shrill.) If you're pissed, go on and be pissed, don't pretend to be something else or you'll get a freaking heart attack. So I was already like yeah, it's one of THOSE days, and did verily don my proverbial war helmet as I walked off to Chemistry. Chemistry proved no better. It seems I had to, in this order, in under ten minutes, put away my things in my locker (which was all the way across the school) write a half a page conclusion for some stoichiometry(sp?) lab Finish an entire homework worksheet (which i had forgotten to do the night before) (whoops) Start on my lab due next week Turn in my chemskils on mrs cranford's computer Needless to say, it didn't go well. "Fuck" was the theme word for that class period. Uh third was fine, except i left my calculator at home so i couldnt really do my stat homework in class when she gave us time. Fourth was french and french was stupid. yeah. Lunch was great, I love my friends...uh...fifth was english, which is always fun, lauren was back and feeling better which made me glad. Sixth was stupid today, even though art is usually my favourite period, because we had a sub and twenty million pages of busy work. I wish she'd have just propped some boxes on a table and said "draw" or something. The skulls i did the day before and the day before the day before were the best things I've ever drawn. I was really proud. *** I think I miss Stephanie a whole lot. Maybe I'll invite her down to go riding sometime. Yeah. Maybe what I need is a huge lollipop. No, what i crave right now is a bageldog from Einstein bagel bros. mm. tasty. *** I came home and crashed. I need a smack over the head, because today i caught myself wondering if I should ask brett out again, and i know he won't be any less obsessed with calling me all the time and stuff, but I guess all i wanted was someone to sit on a bench with me at kedron lake and talk about shit. Cause right now I don't really have anyone who'll do that for me, except maybe my dog, and he can't talk back so that's never cool.
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Yes I am okay. I just don't feel like writing anymore. And yes I did draw it. And yes I did tell you that I drew it, but I might have said it rather vaguely.
PS Actually I was only thinking of telling you that I drew it. I didn't. I told someone else who'd asked.