Last night (or this morning, I’m not quite sure), I dreamed that it was raining very hard. And I had to get to my history class.
My history class is usually in a building, but in my dream, it was on the room of a building, reachable only by a certain set of stairs.
Now, it was raining pretty damn hard, so the entire school was flooded, all the way up the stairs to the roof.
As part of the Crew Halloween party, we were each assigned a partner. With said partner, we were to design a collaborative and somewhat themed costume.
My partner is a girl. Her name is not Xavier.
Xavier came up with the brilliant plan. She would dress up as a lawyer, and I would be the car crash victim. It was absolutely genius.
~by infinitestory
As of right now, my brother is watching a hi-def version of National Treasure 2 next to me, I’m still digesting the tiniest cucumber I’ve ever eaten, and I’m reminiscing about a pack of Smarties which was quite unusual.
Really not much has happened over the last week, but I’ll piece together a post anyway.
First and foremost, I’ve started using Facebook more actively. For those of you that know how allergic I was to Myspace two years ago, this might come as a bit of a shock. Just know I hated Myspace about as much as I currently hate bad soap operas, such as the one playing on the TV in front of me.
~by infinitestory
It looks like there’s actually a difference between a week and a day. In any case, I’ve been procrastinating on this. The bad news is, no blog post for the last 6 days. Good news, I now have triple the amount of things to write about (shh, math people, keep quiet about this)
I’m currently eating a really thin, dry cucumber. They’ve been getting thinner and drier over the week. Today’s cucumber is thinner than an Oreo and drier than half an Oreo. The half without the cream. I’ve been eating more Oreos and less cucumbers lately, come to think of it.
Maybe it’s just the rainy season.
After getting owned in Physics class for having the wrong binder (citation), I decided to color code my schedule so that I would always know which binder to bring to class. It just so happened that me physics binder was the same one I put my history stuff in. So, I colored in my History block blue.
I also received an email from my esteemed history teacher, stating that instead of our regular spot, our class would be meeting in room 19 of the basement. So, I got to the building I was supposed to be at for History. I first went to our regular spot, but when I saw the locked door, I remembered that our class was in the basement.
Silly me.
~by infinitestory
On the way to school today, I saw two kids standing outside a car in a parking lot. I didn’t really see any problems with that at first. Then I noticed that one was wearing earplugs.
My first thought, concurring with the theory that I play too many video games, is that they were about to let loose one hell of a sound grenade. It’s not like those exist (yet), so I dismissed that thought within about 3 seconds of coming up with it. As I was still too far from the car to understand why people were making very interesting hand gestures at them, I reserved judgment until we grew closer.
Today I was eating brunch in the dining hall. I went to get some cantaloupe, because cantaloupe is very delicious. On the way back, I was waiting patiently for people to get out of the way so I could get to my table, when all of a sudden, the girls spins around and smacks me in the face.
Humiliation: +1
Later, I was putting my tray away. I had my jacket in one hand, and the tray balanced precariously on the other. And then, SMACK! Another collision.
TWO-HIT C-C-C-COMBO!
Humiliation: +1 +1
It’s like I’m invisible or something. People keep bumping into me.
Today: +3 Humiliation Points
Total: 16 Humiliation Points
