Only a soft spoken voice across the vast oceans..
*Re-enactment*
Mrs. Davis: Okay class, what do you think the allusion to Satan symbolizes in the story Desiree's baby.
*Jeni raises hand*
Mrs. Davis: Yes Jeni...
Jeni: Well Armand is alluded to Satan and he is cruel to his slaves. She may have been speaking of slavery using an allusion to Christianity, in that we are slaves to sin and the devil is always tryin to be in control like a slave master and we need a savior--
Mrs. Davis: NO! You've missed the point entirely! Thats not right!
*Jeni tears out hair*
I was feeling a little better by 7th hour. Brandon told me he was going to OU too and I finished most of my project with those damn bunnies. I had to use this shit called Mod Pudge to attach the ceramic bunnies to the calendar stone, and it smelled smelled like a hotel pool, one in which no one put chemicals in.
8th hour was fun, but in an ironic way. The kids I sit near are extremly funny, but I dont learn anything because: a) she cant teach and b) she spends more time yelling at the idiot sophmores so Im going to have to take German II over again next year. The awesome thing is that me and Erica usually pair up for group activities. She lived in Germany for 3 years so she speaks well enough so we ace our assignments, but she helps by correcting my grammar and such so I can speak the languege better. I love Erica. I wish she wouldnt be so depressed all the time. I hope one day she'll find a freedom and break out of her sadness. Coming out of depression is like coming out of a long coma, and this years just been amazing for me. I wish I could put some of my happiness in a bottle and give it to her.
My dad's having surgery tomorrow. My moms staying at the hospital anywhere from 8 to midnight tomorrow. Anson's giving me a ride home tomorrow, and I guess Kim, Billy and I are just going to sit and wait for whatever news come in. I know its minor surgery, but hospitals and doctors make me nervous. Im not a religious person, but please pray for my dad, or keep him in your thoughts.
I went to OU tonight. Picked up the information packets and listened to a lot of speakers. Then we walked around campus. Im so nervous about going, but i cant blow it. Physical temptation has been beating down on me, but unless Im careful, nothings going to happen. Im not blowing my chance at making buttloads of money, and becoming a more educated person and trading that in for a life with two kids on welfare. This is my chance, my time and nobody's going to stand in my way. I think my mom and I need to have "the talk" soon. *ncomfortably shifts eyes*
Im listening to INXS. Im such a whore for 80's pop music...