|My Damn Computer Froze And Made Me Rewrite This
||[Apr. 16th, 2003|11:11 pm]
That Deceitful Bohemian Delilah
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So who wants to make me some red Kool Aid? I'm thirsty and craving red Kool Aid. I was going to make some apple juice ice pops earlier today but I forgot. Huh, that just made me remember how I used to fill ice cube trays and wait for them to partially freeze, if you waited for the PERFECT amount of time, the inside of the ice would be all slushy and good, but if you waited a wrong amount of time, the insides would just have water and the surrounding ice would be really sharp. I used to sit at my kitchen table and eat those like candy in the summer.
I got about half an hour of sleep last night, but I was able to wake up this morning surprisingly easily. And for all of you who think that I am pessimistic, think again. My father asked me this morning if I needed to refill my water bottle and without even thinking about it I said, "No, it's still half full." Who the optimist? That's right, me!
We had the Hitler substitue in History today who screamed at us from the moment we came into class. We weren't allowed to talk at all and he yelled every time someone made the slightest noise. I HATE when people yell. He threatened one girl with a Saturday detention with him because she was whispering to her friend, asking about the assignment. Ugh, he's such a creepy guy. Our assignment was to draw a political cartoon and all of a sudden I hear this voice in my ear that scares the crap out of me and he goes to me, "That's very good." I said, "Um thanks," clearly irritated and not amused, so he left and went to bother some other students.
In French Ms. Albu tried to say the word, reminiscent, but she all the wrong emphasis on all the wrong syllables and I was the only one who could figure out what she said.
It was HOT today on the way home, and the heat plus my lack of sleep made me so drained by the time I got home. I just sprawled myself across my bed in my underwear and refused to move. My room is the hottest one in the house, I swear.
I eventually had to get up though and go to my voice lesson. I had on sandals and my teacher's dog licked my toes when I walked in the house. My teacher was mucking about with my posture and giving me the whole 'singing posture' talk for the billionth time. I find it amusing that all the strengh to support your breath is supposed to come from your abs, bum, thighs, and groin. "Use your groin," she says, "Use your groin!" "Belieeeeeeve me, I'd like to!!!," I think to myself.
Tonight was Passover. You know, that's one thing I miss about being friends with Jess. I liked going to her house for Passover every year and drinking grape juice and eating matza and watching all her crazy Russian relatives get drunk. And my father would come to pick me up and they'd talk him into doing some shots with them. Aah, but that's all past...over. Hah! *drums* That was so not funny.
What is making me smile though, is thinking about our conversation
last night this morning. In the beginning you said you felt polite, and then comparing that to the last few im's you sent before you signed off. *grins* I like the contrast.
I want to take the day off tomorrow...but I have Friday off so I guess I won't but still,...I want to.