Had I known that today would be so bad, I would have slept through it. Honestly... I got to school (Gapper's class) ONE MINUTE LATE. If not less...but I had to go to TLO. I had 10 tardies. That means suspension. I went to talk to Mrs. Spansel or whatever her name is...she said that tomorrow I don't have to even come to school. Or she said that at first...then she found out that Steve is related to me. And he was tardy today too. So now we both have in school suspension. Even better. I get to go to school (not sleep in, mind you) and sit in a room for 7 HOURS without speaking. I had all day OR once last year, but we were allowed to do stuff in that one. This year, we can only sit there. No moving. No talking. Nothing. We can't even go to lunch with our friends. Lame. So yeah...that's tomorrow. Great beginning to my wonderful day. Then I went to my math class, which seemed to take forever to end. But then it always does... Then I went to brunch, which was pretty boring. Theron wasn't there today so I had to just stand there with my brother and his buy-eyed friend. Sorry...I know that's mean but it's the only way I can identify him. But yeah...pretty boring. Then I went to English and there was this woman waiting there. My class frequently has speakers come into the class from colleges to tell us about where they came from and how to sign up for classes and stuff...and about SAT's. Boring shit. But THIS particular one was from Master's College. That's like...the most Christian college there is? I guess? It sucked. Big time. I was fortunate enough to sit between the two most christian girls in the school as well. 4:11. But yes I sat between Alison Wilk and Abigail Thompson. Joy. And they had lots and lots of questions of course...Abigail went on and on about how her parents were missionaries in Africa. Oh wow. Something to be proud of...bothering people to convert to christianity. I fucking HATE missionaries. (Can you tell I'm not in the best mood? lol.) So yea the woman from Master's seemed to take longer to explain everything about the college and I was practically going into convusions and I kept looking at the clock to see when we could leave...it sucked. Oh well. At least it's over? But then I went to Psychology, and by this time I really didn't want to know that could possibly go wrong after all this was happening...I sat in there while people did their presentations and wrote Jordan a note explaining my day in detail...poor Jordan. Oh well... Oh yea! This morning after I left Spansel's office, I got to go back for the last 1/2 hour of Gapper's class. I still haven't sent her my presentation on Manet...I probably should do that soon. But this one guy did his presentation on the artist Gauguin. He was up there, showing a painting called "The Yellow Christ", but when he said the name, Gapper heard him wrong and thought he said "The Yellow Crisis" and started freaking out. She was like..."It's the yellow CHRIST!!! As in the yellow JESUS CHRIST!!!!!!!!!!" and she would. not. stop. The guy was just like...um...I said christ...Embarrassing. I felt bad. I hate it when Gapper goes on her little tangents on religion. She doesn't know when to shut the fuck up. Separation of church and state, you bitch...I swear. Then after he was done, she went up and started showing paintings on the overhead and explaining to the class that the images in the paintings signified religious events. One picture was of a woman in Tahiti holding her little boy. Gapper said that it symbolized the madonna. As in..."the little boy symbolizes the Christ Child...blah blah blah" CAN THERE NOT BE A PICTURE OF A WOMAN AND HER SON WITHOUT IT BEING A FUCKING MADONNA??? I mean, there are HUNDREDS of pictures of women and their son that have NOTHING to do with the fucking bible or the fucking christ child whatever. So she explained the connections that every single painting had with the bible...most of them made absolutely no sense. Then she came across a painting of his that had another religious thing in it. But it was from like...the Hindu religion or something. She pointed it out and was like..."Oh and this is something he painted that had something to do with some OTHER religion" And she left it at that. She didn't go on and tell us every little tiny detail about it. Because apparently the only religion that matters to her is Christianity. After all...all other religions are inferior. Ha. She sickens me... But can you tell I had a simply fabulous day today? It should be obvious by now... I had to go to my dad's office to be able to go online today. But at least she let me come here (my motha). That was at least cool. I don't think she checked the messages on the answering machine yet today tho...heh. She'll have two that I know of...one from Spansel and one from the one my brother went and saw. I'm sure she'll be quite happy...sigh. Wow. This was a very long entry also. But it was a very long day. Why can't good days ever be long?