Journel

January 23rd, 2015

I haven't updated in a while. Blame all of that on these stupid mid-terms. So our four day week starts with Petro telling us we are having an exam the same day we start our hell that is mid-terms. Fuck. That.

First day of mid-terms, I barely studied and I will continue to barely study. I had to write a stupid thematic essay in Social Studies about how belief systems affect society and, fuck politics. The next day we did multiple choice. It was easy, I dozed off for a while after that. I got an eighty one on that test... Hey, at least I passed. Today, that period was a free period.

Then, we had listening in Italian with Coach Sweeney calling us every few fucking minutes. It was not fun. I had Masty guide me to fail that test. I am not sure if it worked or not, seeing as how some of the answers he gave me, were correct. I don't know how to make him understand the importance of me failing this... Then we did reading. I trusted Masty that time, hopefully he really is that trustworthy.

Today in Italian, V wasn't there due to her mother having to go to surgery. We had a sub and a free period. We were supposed to do work but no one did it. Also, apparently, we are the latest starting high school on Long Island. Bellport starts at 7:15. I'm still on the goddamn bus at that time.

Orchestra was a free-for all both that day and today since Zarchy wasn't there. No sub, blasting Ancient Ritual, which is really turning into a cult now, and being by ourselves was kinda fun.

Also, yesterday, while we were tuning, some orchestra kids and band kids were having a very calm argument on how we can destroy the other music group's instruments. Band said lava. Yes, we know that if our wooden instruments get anywhere close to a flame, they are done for. At first, our come back was that if you hold lava on metal long enough, it'll start melting, eventually. So as a better comeback, this cello player went up to Zarchy and asked him when he can get sulfuric acid, to which the band used against us again. I know a place to get some...

Lunch. What the fuck happens in lunch, ever? Despite the windows being blocked by the daily school bus or police car, absolutely nothing!

English sucked, we did the fifteen question reading part and I'm pretty sure I screwed up the scan-tron but I honestly don't care. Also, that Vietnam book with all the poems and Ha from last year we did in the library at the end of the year, a part was in that. I swear Masty was just about to kill someone. He hated that book and I did too. The next two days was to fill in a graphic organizer and then write a stupid claim/essay. It was boring... A lot.

Math was okay, even though I got a fucking seventy two on that test. Petro, me, and pretty much everyone else blames the mid-terms. I also tend to blame my mortal form's luck. I also noticed that I got the hard stuff right but the incredibly easy stuff wrong. Fuck all of those tests. He even took our green sheets with our grades on it. I think it counts as a quiz grade. Crap

We reviewed in math, a lot. And today, he brought up Ancient Ritual and the few of us in Orchestra said really sarcastically, 'Gee, thanks Petro'. He then asked us if it was a bad thing. We said it's not but we said that 'they', the band, made it a bad thing. Then we just dropped it. Thank the gods.

Also both of our tests will be done in the 'east/new' gym. It's one of the gyms, and I think it's the one leading to outside. I remember we had a severe debate about that in both Math and Science these past few days. Well, I'll deal with it when the time comes.

Gym, like lunch, what the fuck happens in gym of any substance? Nothing, ever.

Science has been review central. We only did lab one day today and even then, everyone went nuts with the close pins, not the paper clips like everybody have been calling  them nowadays.We had a review test on the same day I had like four other tests, and it counted but I got a ninety on it so fuck you life.

Anyways, there's that. Also, Meowth had been hanging out with the guys from Five Nights At Freddy's and is basically terrifying Masty and Team Socket. I don't know if I should even try to interfere to be honest.

Also, I have the dentist tomorrow. Fuck. Me.