Alright, so Sunday night I

Alright, so Sunday night I was studying for AP Physics and finally just decided that I was wrong when I thought I could learn the extra stuff Albright didn't teach us AND relearn all the stuff he did. So I didn't go to Physics B, and while I could have left school, I stayed anyway and went to gaymanities and ... physics. I skipped the physics b test so I could come back to school for physics class. How utterly depressing. Monday was a fairly easy day, though, so that's good. Creative Writing we had a pseudo-free period where we basically were given books to look through, find poetry assignments, and do one of them. I wrote this poem through the eyes of a Teddy Bear all about his life with his human owner. It's good. Foster's was easy cause we just reviewed for the test, Cheev's we watched movies (Spirited Away! (only got fifteen minutes into it)), and Physics the engineering sub did our homework for us. Yeah. It was badass. I ran afterschool, and played some Halo I think, and somehow it was 9 or 10 and so I went to bed.

Tuesday I took a math test, the first in the three test trilogy. It actually was pretty easy, and if it weren't for my inherant ability to make mistakes I might have actually gotten a hundred. I dunno when I'll find out my score, but I'm confident because I knew how to do every single problem! And I finished early! I could have gone back to fix those mistakes that I always make, but I had English to read. In English, we talked about the short story we read and the Matrix. This was kind of fun, Suma afterwards filled me in that I shouldn't have enjoyed it because supposedly it was boring, but I thought the cyberpunk stuff was really interesting. I know I'm a loser, but hey, if the postmodern hero is a hacker that likes to rawk, could that be me? ;-) No, cause I don't hack. Damn. But I can code. I can certainly RAWK. Or at least I listen to rawk ... same thing, right? Cause it's not like Neo is picking up any guitars or anything, right?

So Ms. Collesano hates me, but more on that later. Photography class we took a field trip to this old house near school and had to take at least one picture of each person in the class (including ourselves and including mr. curtis). There was no light, but it was still fun. Once we exhausted the basement/first floor we went upstairs and we all got on the roof and THEN the light was gorgeous outside! I'm going to scan my contact sheets here in a second, we'll see if I'll add them to this post though (update: I did scan them, and you can find them in the photographyphoto2lastrollever directory, I even added descriptions!). Fourth period I developed said film and made said contact sheets afterschool. I came home, and I slept! And then I drove jimmy around, and then I played some Halo, and then around 9 I studied for a couple hours. I got a third of the way through the review book before I went to bed around 11-11:30.

This morning I got up 10 minutes early from my already 10 minutes early time. So this was like 5:30 instead of 5:50 when I got up. By 6:30 I was out the door and at McDonalds buying coffee, and then I got into the lot at quarter till seven and studied till 7:20 when we headed over to UofL. I continued to study in the halls with everyone, and then sat down and studied a bit more. I got about three fifths through the book, and I covered MOST of the institutions of us government chapter which accounts for something like 35 percent of the test (all the other sections are 15). Then I took the damned thing! First section I only did ok, second section (essay section) I rawked that bizotch! I think all my essays were as good as they could have been, except one which for one of the four parts I only half answered. So that essay will be a 7/8, essentially. So yeah, overall, I'm hoping for at least a 4. A 3 if I really messed up unknowingly, and a 5 if I'm lucky.

Now why Ms. Collesano hates me. Two classes ago we had some reading. I did the reading. There was this short story, and I read it, but on the BACK of the short story was this essay on "homelettes," which are basically these postmodern things where the infant doesn't recognize itself and therefore it's ego till a few months into its life and then even still it only sees a reflection of itself and so that's a virtual image and not even the REAL thing. Yeah, trippy stuff. Well, I didn't see that page so I didn't read it! So when she called on me and asked what a homelette was I had no idea! I looked like a babbling idiot and she asked me if I did the reading and like an idiot I said "no" when I technically HAD, but I had no idea what she was talking about. It wasn't till later I realized there was a whole sheet on this topic and I just had missed it. So first, she thinks I dont' read. And this pisses her off (for good reasons, I guess) because she took the time to copy everything, collate it, staple it, etc.

Then we had to turn in our books. Well two periods ago I turned in the three little books (stranger, writing on literature, and sound and sense) but I didn't turn in the literature book because I remembered her saying she'd only collect the little books first. Turns out she was taking them ALL. NO BIG DEAL, yet. She was giving one more day to turn them in. Well, of course, I forget the big literature book because when I went to bed I said "remember to stuff the lit book in backpack" (I stuff my backpack in the mornings before school) but of course, when I woke up and got ready for school, I forgot. So at school when one person didnt' have it, she was ok, when two didn't have it, she was fine, but when she called on me and I was number three she flipped out and yelled at me. She was technically yelling at all three of us, but she looked right at me when she was doing it. It was actually kind of scary, and made me very uncomfortable.

AND THEN, today after the government test, to try to make up for the fact that I hadn't turned it in yesterday, I brought it by second lunch (the government test ended right before first, so this worked perfectly). Well, she got really mad, beacuse she said she "didn't want to do that right now" and I said "this is the only time I could bring it by, I'm between government tests" and she says "well I'm between class and this is my lunch!" but she took it anyway and closed the door.

So yeah, Ms. Collesano hates me I've decided. In a matter of one week I've gone from a good student that she liked and had an A with, but now she hates me and I lost 15 points for not turning in my books plus the whole hates me thing so now I'll probably have a B. I know, it's senior year, who cares. And for some reason I care. Oh, also, I didn't take the app test in that class cause I dont' get credit, but she doesn't know this. She just knows I didn't take it, but not why. So that's also probably why she hates me. But Im' going to blow her away with my video final, just you wait and see.

So yeah, after dropping that off I left school (nobody in parking lot) and I went to Qdoba, I figured some people would probably be there, and I was right. I ate with Matt Fenzel, Chris Gibbs, David Vitale, and Kendell. Qdoba is so fuggin' good. In the parking lot when I was leaving, I essentially had the length of my Jeep to pull out from. I'll make a little diagram out of dashes and pipes.

  --------
  |volvo |
  --------       -diagram is as proportionally
                    to scale as possible
 
                 -note the room between me and
------------        volvo is the same length as my car
|c ||me||c |        (maybe less?)
|a ||  ||a |
|r ||  ||r |
------------

As you can see, this is not a lot of room to pull out from. I think I did the reverse, forward, reverse, forward, reverse, forward, etc. about 12 times. It was literally reverse an inch right, forward an inch left, reverse an inch right, etc. As I'm doing this I see a senior who graduated last year named Josh (goes to Hopkins for Creative Writing) in the very same parking lot, but he was running away, and also looking very lost. I didn't get it, but anyway, I couldn't wave at him. I come home, and had to explain to my mom why I was home early and why it was ok to not to be at school even though it's going on. She conceded pretty easily though. Jimmy was already home, he didn't go to school today because he dumped his girlfriend yesterday and supposedly there's a lot of drama going on over it and he just didn't want to deal with it.

I'm going to go play some Halo.

Spork.