Thursday, October 23, 2008

One of Those Days

So, today I had one of those days. You know, one of those days when you wake up then go right back to sleep not wanting to face the world. Then you wake up again, twice as tired, knowing that you have to wake up cuz it's only thuresday. With that sad realization you go out of bed, then nearly barf at the smell of breakfast because the idea of eating is just that discusting. Then you end up being forced by your mother to eat breakfast even though you tell her that you're not feeling well. At that, she gives you a pill, which you nearly choke on, then you go to school not bothering to brush your hair. When you get to school, your friend greets you and starts babbling about something to do with Mayan hiroglyphs. You go to your first class, science, and sadly realise that you cannot sleep through it because you are doing an experiment. At this, you begin to babble about giant magnets. Then, when the teacher says that your idea having to do with the giant magnets is really great (your group didn't listen to you) you get to tell them "I told you so" but still feel slightly angry because they didn't listen to you the first time. Just then, the bell rings and you go to your next class, french, which you dispise. When you get there, you realise something....that you have a test that day. Which you didn't study for. And that you spent the past few classes reading a book so you're slightly behind and don't know what the test is on. So, you take the test, screwing it up really badly, then spent the rest of the class reading while you slowly realise that you didn't do your social studies homework and that you have that class BEFORE lunch so you can't do it then. So, you do the homework during french class, and luckily finish in time. From there, you proceed to go to gym class where you end up playing volleyball which you incidently suck at and you accidently run into the net, and get hit in the head multiple times with the ball. So after that, you go to social studies where you realise that you didn't in fact, have to do that homework that you worked so hard to finish during french class when you could of been napping/reading. You spend the entire class basically sleeping with your eyes open while the class goes over the test that you failed. Then the bell rings and you go to lunch, during which your friends make you eat even though you really don't want to due to the amount of tired that you are. Then you have math, which you read through because it's just that easy. You get some homework, but let's ignore that fact because it's just homework. Then you have a spare. A wonderful, glorious spare, which you spend with your friends debating human stupidity as always. After that, you go to english class, which is thankfully a reading class, then the teacher asks you to tell her about the book that you recently read and you have to tell her about the book so that she'll give you marks for reading it. Then class is over and you get to go home. So, you make your wall through the jungle of idiots to your locker, trying to ignore all the mean things that they're saying about you, and everything in your locker falls out right onto you. This takes a while to clean up, but eventually, you leave. Of course, you forget your clarinet which would have been nice to take home and practice, but you got out in one piece. You then hop into the car, realising (slowly) that your little brother is in the front seat and has control of the radio (NOOOOOOOO) and put on a bit of a show because of it. Of course, you are exceedingly tired and have no energy whatsoever to debate this. Luckily, you make a run for the computer and get it first (MUAHAHAHA) and you slowly wake up because you shove some chocolate chips into your mouth knowing that you shall regret it later.

That was my day. It sucked.

11 comments:

kenzie said...

eeek kinda feels like mmy day, but with more detail

andrea-la said...

yeah. maybe. i can't remember most of the details....it's all a blur...especiall after i got hit in the head during gym....

kenzie said...

we played Wallyball, its lame, and scary, the vollyball goes everywhere(cuz we played it in the tiny gym)bouncing off the wall, and bleh, no fun.

andrea-la said...

oh wow......yeah

kenzie said...

and I have homework again, ugh

amythewindowwriter said...

Poor Andrea-la. I hate nasty days. Fortunately, I had a nice one today. But I won't brag. I'm really sorry yours sucked, though.

Kaitlin-Lauren said...

I agreed with the magnet thing !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Just not the hoverboard thing !! (:

Sonja said...

OUCH bad day indeed!
Ugh i had a day like that friday
and thursday i spent at home cos i slept in - it was so cold i hadnt gotten to sleep til 2 or 3 in the morning.
ya, friday ... was horrid ...

rexroxmysox said...

I totally understand!!

Hyperness is icy said...

my day was a bit like that...but not as bad, because i didn't have a test in spanish today. I did have a test in math, which i realized when the teacher handed me the test...but it was SUUUPER foggyyyyyy today so that was awesome.

amira-la said...

Wow. That is scary wierd. You just described every day of my life. I mean, from Mayan Hyroglyphs to snatching the computer.