So Today...

I woke up this morning and I was way tired. I've been staying late every night this week for no legitimate reason. Unless you count watching Greek on DVD as a legitimate reason for not sleeping. I don't either.

School was okay today. I found out that I have a government test on Thursday which SUCKS. I did the review as soon as I got home. Then in speech we had to do our music assignment (we select a song, play it, talk about it). Before we got started though our teacher told us something majorly surprising in a bad way. First of all he told us not to be alarmed or upset which instantly means to be alarmed/upset. Apparently someone complained about him and now we might not have a speech teacher starting next week. What the fuck?? Who would do that to him?? He is one of the nicest teachers I've ever had. Plus he's dying, if he offended someone that person should have had the balls to say something to him instead of going around his back to someone else. Again, what the fuck??

Anyway, during the music presentations a guy named Stephen (Steven) sat next to me. He's mostly Brandon's friend (chemistry together) but I was sitting next to B so S sat next to me. He was really funny and nice to me and I instantly fall in love with funny/nice/hot people. Fatal flaw. He wasn't in your face cute, a little acne, but he was funny and nice. And in some situations funny/nice trumps pretty/hot. Why do I do this to myself? I always do this, every time. Whatever, not gonna worry about it. I'm going to completely concentrate on school. Operation No Boys.

Claire and I have made plans. We are going to go to NYU for our Masters (or Master's?) degrees. This was decided after we found out that Connor Paolo (Erik van der Woodsen of Gossip Girl) goes there. We want to become besties with him, do the whole "we didn't know you were famous thing. So needless to say we are excited about that. And I've been filling out NCTC scholarships to pay for next year. And I need to save money for summer school.

And, I go back to work tomorrow. The sad face or happy face has yet to be decided. Oh, and I get to drive my mom's car tomorrow because mine is leaking transmission fluid. Yay, less money!!!

Thatcher