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Alarm woke me up after 5-6 hours of sleep at 5:27am and I proceeded to jump out of bed, hit snooze, and jump back in bed; at 5:58-ish I had to pee, and jumped back into bed.
My mother poked my foot at 6:00am, I put on a blank white tee shirt, gym shorts, and sweatpants (cold!), and put in contact lenses. While walking up towards a small gym we regularly go to, it was sprinkling. We arrived and I took off the sweatpants. I did the elliptical, 5min 0(difficulty-level) 100(stairs-per-minute), 5min 4 125spm, 5min 8 150spm, 5min 4 125spm, 5min 0 100spm. We left and it was sprinkling harder. I carried my sweatpants and wiped down the van's windows, unsure if the sprinkling would continue.
I arrived home at 6:45am, proceeded to rest face-down-standing-up on my bed (it's 4 stacked mattresses) for about 10 minutes while my fat white cat paraded my legs for attention. I went and pooped, then 'relaxed' myself until 7:25am. I hung up a partially wet towel, the only one near me; then took a 15 minute long shower, soap/shampoo/conditioner, and got out. I proceeded with my usual routine of deodorant, dabbing cologne in the appropriate areas, and gathering socks. I put on clean pants, clean underwear, a tool shirt, and went outside to check the weather. I was undecided in wearing a striped purple hoody; looked in the mirror and thought of the last time I had worn it with the same shirt. I could brave the slightly-harder sprinkling as I was only going to be outside the journey to the van and school vice-versa.
I brushed my teeth and it was 7:52am. Didn't really know what to do after that, so I just hung around, drank water, and talked to my mother who just got out. At 8:00 I yelled 'SCO!' (let's go) at my sister's door and went out to the van. I turned it on, on the lights, windshield wiper, unlocked the doors, and popped in a deadmau5 CD my brother (off at college) made beforehand.
My sister eventually came trudging out, and got in shotgun. A few minutes into the trip she explained that she doesn't like loud sound beats because she usually has a headache in the morning. I was at a recently-green light so I told her to take the CD out. At another light, I put in a Nine Inch Nails (also made by my brother) and put it on smooth songs (Beauty of Being Numb/La Mer). We arrived at school; the rain was pouring harder (sparing you the details of parking).
I don't know what time I arrived because my first block (English 4 CP) teacher taped a paper note to the clock entailing 'Time will pass, Will you?'. We had journals which was an eck question. 'What is your idea of a perfect date?' It was optional to share, but I just wrote 'I don't like the idea of perfect, because whatever I choose I know it won't be any better'. People shared; then people shared stories of what had happened to them recently. We checked vocabulary books. Our tables were formed into groups hereafter, and answered menial questions trying to identify over exerted ambition as being selfish when I'm quite the cynic already. Now, we had an activity, which was randomly drawn out of a box. Each of the students got different action to do, (mine was skip around and yell 'We're off to see the Wizard!'. After she (teacher) commanded all of us to do it, she asked us what we noticed, and made a correlation of that to dramatic chaos. She then informed us that we would be acting out MacBeth, which we start reading tomorrow. 1st block ends.
I went to the bathroom, got a drink of water, and started 2nd block, Gov/Econ CP.
It started out, as usual, with the first 20 minutes of doing nothing. I gave notes of amendments 4 through 16 to my forever-partner in that class because he was dismissed in the beginning of class yesterday. We took notes on amendments 16 to the last one last one. Some time in the middle between switching to take a vocab test, we had time to chat with people around us and I remarked how I wanted to switch Chemistry 2 into Chem AP (Many people were trying to do the opposite). Then we had a vocab test of definitions we took yesterday. With 20 minutes of class left, we were to our own whatever-we-wanted-to-doings. I attempted to rest my eyes in my inner arms, eavesdropping on conversations nearby. Class ended 11:40.
3rd block, Chemistry 2 H, I had the teacher stamp my homework from monday-friday last week (to see that it was done, we're allowed to do that). The class started. We had to take a solutions test. The teacher warned us that our time limit was up until 5 minutes after the class ends (we have lunch right after this block). The test was mildly difficult. I'd expect teachers to not want paper-clippings from tearing out your paper from a notebook, so I ripped them off and just laid them on my desk to clean later. I turned in mine first with 30 minutes before the block ends. I checked my homework and the second person was finished 5 minutes after me. I finished checking homework at 1:00pm, and went to my desk to get rid of paper-ends by dumping them in my backpack and worked on a Freezing Point Depression Lab (turn-in lab, all neat and nice). It was 3 minutes until end of class 1:17pm, so I just packed up instead of working more on the lab. The class ended and about five of the thirty people were ready to go beforehand.
I have no 4th block and the last lunch of the day, so I get to leave school at this point (1:17pm dismissal). Jogged slightly through the rain (moderately more now); squinting my eyes through wind-water splashing my face. I reached my van, and searched for the deadmau5 CD I refrained from playing that morning. I cleaned it off with my tongue and noticed large scratch marks. Nevertheless, I put it in and resumed listening at high-volume on my way home. I have the option of taking the highway travelling, and I usually do on the way home because it is easier to get to than in the morning. The scratches took effect on the one song I was listening to, but I continued listening until I was off the highway; then skipping forward a few tracks.
I arrived home (sparing you the details of parking). I entered with cats all excited I arrived home, shook off my backpack, shoes, socks, and went to the bathroom (peed). I turned on my Ps3, went on Netflix, and ventured into the kitchen to search for food. No frozen pizzas, and ramen hadn't entered my mind. I took out Smoked Honey Ham, and of course my fat white cat and orange skinny cat wanted some. I gave them each half of what I determined was a slice, and then cut the deck of ham in half to take and eat. I needed something more, so took half a loaf of uncut bread and filled a cup I drank earlier this morning with water. I ate all the Honey Ham while searching for my laptop, and plugging it nearby Netflix on the TV. I watched one episode of Ren and Stimpy I had previously started and stopped because I was distracted at that time. By the time the next episode of the 2-per-show started I was on the computer browsing websites.
At 4:00pm my sister wanted a turn on the computer, so told me, then proceeded to turn on netflix and watch a documentary about the ocean. I had already been playing Civ 5, and continued to do so until around 6:00pm (stopped because I was tired of horrible start spots). My sister had fallen asleep. I started writing this at 6:44pm, my mother arrived home at that time, my sister woke up, and my mother asked us later at 7:10pm if we wanted anything to eat. I informed her of what I had eaten earlier and returned to writing this. Pancakes sprung into conversation and we both demanded some. Now, the pancakes are ready, and my sister wants to get on the computer.
I bet this was an interesting read, huh?
