GrrrRRRRrr... why can't I work?! I'm killing myself. I've been sitting here for the past half hour doing like nothing and I'm still not doing anything... and I have a huge load of homework that I haven't finished. Huger than normal. I have presentations to prepare, projects to finish, graphs to draw, functions to analyse... and I can't do any of it. I hate whatever it was that made me such a procrastinator.

The really bad things are these: I'm sick, and I really need a full night's sleep; I have to get to school early tomorrow; and I hate school. The more I type, the angrier I get... and the less I want to go to the window with my homework in it. Stupid analysing articles from a Buddhist viewpoint.

This week has sucked so much it isn't funny. It was kind of laughable on Monday, then on Tuesday it was all "This is like those teen drama shows.", and then by Wednesday I stopped talking because my throat was killing me. Now I want to hurt someone. I am not noctural; I like to sleep. When something like school infringes on this desire of mine - well, I don't like it. Seriously. I'm living for the weekend (like the Weekenders! I wanna be a Weekender with no homework.) and March Break. From now on, school is a temporary distraction. Life occurs at home, and everywhere other than school. School has lost its tendency to seem like a home, because it has perpetrated severe crimes - like treating me like a twelve-year-old (NOTEBOOK CHECKS), wasting my time, and being a danger to my health.

On an equally cynical note, I was standing in line on the bus platform and these women came up and instead of standing behind me, they stood beside me. And then even though I was the one in correct alignment with the line, the line continued forming behind them, not me. And I could tell that those two were planning on worming their way in front of me when the line started moving. And then... well, it was scary how angry I got. Not outwardly, but still. I had to tell myself to stop being petty. I had to think about the morality of yelling at them (as if) for not actually doing anything wrong. I swear, there's something wrong with me. No one did anything when I dropped my 25-lb bag (I weighed it) on the living room floor this morning, or when I slammed the storm door... huh. I wonder how long it'll take until they do notice something.

Did anyone see Kingdom Hospital last night? It was cool. I liked the anteater, it had lots of teeth. You should probably go to the website and be scared out of your wits! not be scared out of your wits.

Yesterday, I was going to type up Tuesday: Part II after school. In fact, I did type it up. Then my brother came and I had to leave and I closed the browser. I'll write up what I can remember, though.

School sucked yesterday, but I did get perfect on my Comp Sci. test because the teacher used it to mark the others. Even though there was a mistake on it. :)

Later, when I was walking home, these three kids were walking towards me on the sidewalk. They were strangely organized... they even seemed to be in step with each other. All of a sudden, perfectly in synch, they belted out some sort of tribal war-chant or rap or something. It was weird.

So at school, they're trying to compensate for the joy of March Break by loading us up with homework and assignments and junk. So I'm not happy, healthy, rested, or well-adjusted, and I won't be until March Break. After that, it'll be even worse until the end of the year. Come to think of it, whenever I'm in school I'm not happy, healthy, rested, or well-adjusted.

Adding to this effect is that fact that DOOL sucks! A lot. It's so slow and boring... they've been on the same night for over two weeks, and the same day for about a month. That's bad, even for a soap opera. I think they're going at a pace of about fifteen minutes passing in each hour-long (about 48 minute, actually) episode. I was watching Passions, and it's a lot better than the stupidity on Days - and that's saying something.

I'm supposed to be out of the house at 8:40, and it's 8:21 now, and I usually end up taking half-hour long showers... oh well. Chemistry isn't that important. I got up early today, because my group in anthropology sucks and the never do any work, so I have to do it. And I had Wind Ensemble last night, so I'm doing it now.

I really really really dislike school. I know I've said tat many many times, but it's as true as ever. Notebook checks in grade eleven, having to solely do presentations in anthro for my group of four because they're too lazy, and all-around stupidness.

I want to stay home today. My throat hurts and I'm spontaneously tearing up every few minutes, as if I had allergies. But I don't have allergies. Now it's almost half past eight and I have to be out of the house in ten minutes, and I'm still sitting here in my PJs (I actually spent about twenty seconds deliberating over whether to call them PJs or not) typing at the computer. Maybe I should stay home... it would serve my anthro group right. But then we have to do French presentations today. Whatever, I'm going now.

Finally, this stupid week is over. Honestly, this week sucked. First was Monday: -10000 points right there. There was the saving grace of no Wind Ensemble, however. Then there was Tuesday, which is usually about as bad as Monday. The Physics test was insane. -7500 points. On Wednesday, everything was boring, so -5000 points. Thursday was bad because of that awful video they made us watch for Black History Month. The battalion that... didn't change anything. We had to be polite, though, because the guy that made it was sitting there in the auditorium with us. -6379 points. And then today was Friday. I have a sore throat. -307592 points.

This week's total: - a lot of points. As you can see, it was a horrid thing to experience. On the other hand, the weather outside is nice. We're above the melting point!

DOOL this week was also quite slow. Everyone is being stupid and Belle is being more intolerably despicable than I ever thought possible (e.g. "Shawn, I thought we were over this!" every five minutes. You're never going to be over it if you don't shut up.) Rex and Mimi have been gone all month, and it shows. In the increased airtime of Shawn and Belle. But today was cool because of Lucas, Sami, Will and Kate. Less idiots, more them!

The ultimate happiness is finding that you don't have homework when you thought you did. At least, I hope I don't have homework. I might have some Computers or French homework but those aren't real courses.

So I was playing around in Adobe® Photoshop® software, with the Microsoft sample pictures because all of mine are gone. I came up with this from "sunset":

The point: I'm really bored.

Friday was Musicfest! It was boring and bad because I wanted to see Woburn Idol. I heard Pranavi won. That's weird, because I never knew she sang. Of course, I know her so well... well, actually, I was kind of friends with her back in grade five. Does that count? She tried to tackle me once.

We got a silver at Musicfest... to tell the truth, it's better than I thought we would get. I thought our best playing of the pieces ever was in the warm up room right before we performed. The clinician was relatively insane.

This keyboard sucks a lot. The wicked cordless Logitech one broke and we went out to get a new one, but the store selling it said they wouldn't take it back and we don't know if our receiver will work with the one they have. So we're stuck with this crappy eight dollar one until we stop being lazy and research the receivers. It's headache-inducingly loud, and keystrokes don't register about 10% of the time.

If I actually have Chemistry homework... I'm not doing it.

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