  DAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMIT. Period 0 - Biology H: Damn bug test. I swear I failed. I spent about 5 hours studying for that damned test. Then I fell asleep, completely omitting the pictoral section of the study guide. I failed.
Blah. Period 1 - English 1 H: I LOVE this class. Shit, it's probably one of my favorite classes. DAMN. This class is really really fun. The teacher thinks I'm a genius just because I happened to answer everything on the pop quiz correctly, including the one about, "What is the name of the woman Homer had to deliver his first telegram to?
" Her name was mentioned ONCE, and I surprised him....I gave him her entire name. Mrs. Rosa Esperanza Sandoval. So yes. I LOVE this class. Period 2 - Ceramics: Whoo-hoo! I finished all my shit in time.
Dammit. Now I have to glaze all 4 projets in one day. Bullshit. Period 3 - ALgebra 2 H: Damned POW. Not going to get it. Period 4 - Drama: Fun.
We were supposed to be rehearsing, but nobody was. period 5 - World History H: Went up and got Nectar in a Seive. Fun. Afterschool: Ditched....no bball practice. We went to ask Greg for Stacey's pictures, and he's all like, "Oh shit. I swear, guys, I'll bring it tomorrow.
" This was a junior's conversation with a group of 3 lil female freshmen. He's so funny. He's like 6 foot some, and Laura's like 3 foot some. There he was, telling us he'd bring it tomorrow. It's so fun to pick on him. I was making fun of his shot during practice....I had to run, but just because Stacey thought I was paying more attention to his shot than my own, which, conviently, was dead that day.
She made me run a set of double lines. I seriously think she was kidding, but I did 'em anyways. 
