*yawn*
I can be cruel
I don't know why
Why can't my balloon stay up
In a perfectly windy sky
Tuesday
1st Period - Math sucked, I b.sed my way through the test.
2nd Period - Physics wasn't too bad, weighed our bridges, didn't do much of anything else.
3rd Period - Took it easy in Conditioning, didn't want to lose all my energy. Did a lot of reps on bench, some lat. pull downs, killed myself doing situps. Left class at 1:15 to get ready for the track meet. Convinced S to let me go to subway to get me a sandwich. Thought the bus was leaving w/o me upon arriving back at school *phew*. Went to the meet in JC, I did alright, not as good as I wanted to. Got 3rd in discus, didn't even come close to placing in javelin and shotput (I used to get 27's in shot, now I get 24's.. grrr). At least I placed in something.
Wednesday
1st Period - Band was OKAY. Spent a lot of time playing Pirates of the Carribean, no wait... the woodwinds did. We (t'bones) practiced our ensemble. Ass't director thinks we're going to get a 1 rating.. we'll see about that. Didn't have to go to 2nd period, so I took the opportunity to change clothes (I had woke up 15 mins before school, threw on a bunch of clothes, tossed some formal clothes into my car and booked it to school). I fuckin hate wearing girly crap, but I had no other chance. I grabbed the wrong pair of pants (the tight bootleg cuts), felt uncomfortable all freakin day. We played at the military school (quite scary for the girls.. even some of the guys, heheh), they were all in their BDU's. Had lunch. Got me a spinach chicken salad from Wendy's. Then we hurried over to the middle school to play with the 6th graders. Played some music with Kelley's lil brother and another t'boner. Damn, I wish we still played that easy music! Then played our jazz concert for the 7th and 8th graders and some of the 6th grade band class. They were a nicer crowd (of course). Seen my old teachers there, heh, it was kind of odd.
Got back to school around 2:45 p.m., hurried up and changed into something comfy for track. S told me to throw discus, then changed his mind, told me to work on Javelin, argh! I was throwing 73 the whole time, trying to get rid of my side arm. Had to teach Melissa how to throw jav, she was being a little nuance, I snapped at her and Katherine. Damn freshmyn. I think I hurt her feelings..... She listened intently after that, but decided to go throw shot instead. I must've thrown javelin for well over an hour... still have that fucking side-arm, grrrrrrrrrrrr! Think I'll work on shot today, stay away from javelin as long as I can.
Came home, don't really remember what happened after that. Think I went to bed kinda early, cause I woke up at 2 a.m. Then got woken up around 3, Nick came home.. for some reason, and Max started barking .. would not shut up. I couldn't go back to sleep, so came on here to write an entry, now I'm going back to bed. Latr
4:18 a.m., are you sure where my spark is?
I don't know why
Why can't my balloon stay up
In a perfectly windy sky
Tuesday
1st Period - Math sucked, I b.sed my way through the test.
2nd Period - Physics wasn't too bad, weighed our bridges, didn't do much of anything else.
3rd Period - Took it easy in Conditioning, didn't want to lose all my energy. Did a lot of reps on bench, some lat. pull downs, killed myself doing situps. Left class at 1:15 to get ready for the track meet. Convinced S to let me go to subway to get me a sandwich. Thought the bus was leaving w/o me upon arriving back at school *phew*. Went to the meet in JC, I did alright, not as good as I wanted to. Got 3rd in discus, didn't even come close to placing in javelin and shotput (I used to get 27's in shot, now I get 24's.. grrr). At least I placed in something.
Wednesday
1st Period - Band was OKAY. Spent a lot of time playing Pirates of the Carribean, no wait... the woodwinds did. We (t'bones) practiced our ensemble. Ass't director thinks we're going to get a 1 rating.. we'll see about that. Didn't have to go to 2nd period, so I took the opportunity to change clothes (I had woke up 15 mins before school, threw on a bunch of clothes, tossed some formal clothes into my car and booked it to school). I fuckin hate wearing girly crap, but I had no other chance. I grabbed the wrong pair of pants (the tight bootleg cuts), felt uncomfortable all freakin day. We played at the military school (quite scary for the girls.. even some of the guys, heheh), they were all in their BDU's. Had lunch. Got me a spinach chicken salad from Wendy's. Then we hurried over to the middle school to play with the 6th graders. Played some music with Kelley's lil brother and another t'boner. Damn, I wish we still played that easy music! Then played our jazz concert for the 7th and 8th graders and some of the 6th grade band class. They were a nicer crowd (of course). Seen my old teachers there, heh, it was kind of odd.
Got back to school around 2:45 p.m., hurried up and changed into something comfy for track. S told me to throw discus, then changed his mind, told me to work on Javelin, argh! I was throwing 73 the whole time, trying to get rid of my side arm. Had to teach Melissa how to throw jav, she was being a little nuance, I snapped at her and Katherine. Damn freshmyn. I think I hurt her feelings..... She listened intently after that, but decided to go throw shot instead. I must've thrown javelin for well over an hour... still have that fucking side-arm, grrrrrrrrrrrr! Think I'll work on shot today, stay away from javelin as long as I can.
Came home, don't really remember what happened after that. Think I went to bed kinda early, cause I woke up at 2 a.m. Then got woken up around 3, Nick came home.. for some reason, and Max started barking .. would not shut up. I couldn't go back to sleep, so came on here to write an entry, now I'm going back to bed. Latr
4:18 a.m., are you sure where my spark is?