Right now I am forcing down my dinner. I don't like to eat, but its necessary to live, so I tend to eat as little as possible. Today I had a sandwich, some tortilla chips, and... whatever I'm having for dinner. Mom SAYS its chicken pompai, but I don't believe a word she says. It's ok, but it has a lot of texture, and not in a good way.
I had to take an advanced bio. test today. I'm pretty sure I flunked it, but what eva, I do wat I want! lol, so gangster. I started my paper for college english, which sucked. And for some reason Mr. Polson smelled my shoes. It was kinda creepy. I guess I lied in the former paragraph, I had pie for breakfest. But only like 4 bites, because most of them tasted like ass, and the pie that was good was still frozen, thank you Mrs. Walbridge. We did get to make ice cream, which didn't set up right, and was more like a milkshake. Plus there was WAY too much vanilla in ours, so I dumped what was left in Mr. Polson's trash can.
We got to have a very special scholars' bowl parctice. It was students v.s. teachers. We were pretty much fairly matched. And one round we should have won, we lost because Clare forgot to clear the buzzer, and Mrs. Cleavinger buzzed in ahead of Brad. It was bullshit, and the question should have been thrown out, but Mrs. Booth dosn't play by the rules when its all about her friends.
I threw on the wheel for the first time today, that was interesting. Mz. Scott kept calling me chicken arms, and nothing I tried worked. So I just gave up. Ceramics has never been my strong point, so I havn't really made anything in a really long time. What ever, I don't really care. I'm a perfectionest non-compleater.
Mr. Polson smells... sorry, I couldn't come up with anything witty to say.
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