Wednesday, August 22, 2007
El tecero es el mas horible de los tres.
Nothing really significant happened to make me plunge into a horribly depressing mood, but my chest is weighing me down as though I've cried for hours, but of course, my eyes aren't watery or anything. In Spanish, the teacher pronounces her words really well, but we're not elementary schoolers. In Euro, the only thing that really happens is like David predicted- Omar flirting with the teacher. In Stats, basically, we're covering my second least favorite topic in math (after measurement). It's so dull. Chem isn't much better. Even though the entire company except Diana is there, everyone just sits there the whole time. On the bright side, we took a Math Pre-Test and it was really nice to just solve easy math problems as quickly as possible. Bio was really disappointing. We'd finished our concept map yesterday, and as it turned out, we weren't supposed to make it like the second example in the book (which was still a concept map). I'd already started to feel irritated at everything for some odd reason, so I just vented my anger inside my amygdala during the class. At lunch, I went to Mrs. Chason for the Anchor stuff but I'll have to go back tomorrow because she didn't have all the papers. Lunch... June and Chanyang love stealing each others' seats so much that they always end up stealing MY seat. Pre-Calc was very boring as usual. I haven't learned anything yet, but I never seem to learn anything in math classes at Chiles. Hopefully, this year will be a bit better. English was incredibly vapid, but we read an excerpt from a book about a Japanese woman who was put into a camp in the US when she was young. I believe the teacher misinterpreted an important part, but it doesn't really matter. This day doesn't really seem very terrible, does it? I don't know what's wrong with me. I just feel so empty. My mind is on autopilot and it doesn't want me to have any feelings. Funny... this is how I felt when I first moved here. A relapse, perhaps? Probably not. Enough people have flat-out lied to me to bring me into the real world and notice more the weirdest occurrences.
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