6:05 A.M.
The alarm rings. Naturally, I hit the snooze button and turn over. Ten minutes later, it starts ringing again. Get up, five minute shower, Honey Bunches of Oats, separate glass of milk, put on my clothes. Then I remember I haven't done my physics homework. Damn.
7:10 A.M.
We leave the house. "We" is my father and me. School is half an hour away, so I've time to do my physics. Except that I totally blank out. Who cares what Webers are? Apparently I'm supposed to, because we have a test next week. Plus, AP exams are coming up. I scribble down some crap and hope for the best.
7:50 A.M.
Class starts. I've got Physics first period, which is pretty cool, because I like Physics. Today is the usual. Casey comes up and calls me a faggot, which is his way of saying "What's up?". Then we compare homework answers (talk about awkward; my reputation probably dropped a couple notches right there), turn it in, sit down. We take some notes, boring notes, class finishes early. I'm the youngest in the class by at least a year, so I usually tell jokes or funny stories to try and break the ice, which works pretty well because everyone loves me, though quite a few more so as a little brother than one of themselves. Juniors. Pfft.
Anyhow, I reel off a George Bush joke, usually a winner. Everyone starts listening in, I finish my joke, and... no one laughes*. Oh my God, that so freaking awkward and embaressing. Luckily, I get "saved by the bell", which conviniently rings right at that moment.
*Later I found out there was a huge English test for juniors that day ("Test? What test!?"😉, which everyone went on to fail in. Juniors.
9:00 A.M.
Chemisty. I go and take my seat behind Alex. Alex is so awesome. He's brilliant but oblivious. . He's also hilarious ("I think YHWH is the unspeakable one"- Alex). I usually beg him for matzha , since it was Passover recently and he had some left over. If Alex represented all Judaism I would be a Jew by now. He's a great advertiser.
But I'm diverging. Today we made some ice cream in Chemistry, which was fun. Alex tried to double the ingredints to double the ice cream. Oh my God.
10:00 A.M.
Math. With our teacher, Hillis. Phyllis Hillis, that is. Who teaches Precalculus Analysis. I'm not even kidding. You couldn't make this stuff up. We take notes, do some stuff, Ryan steals my pencil, I steal his paper, it's all good. Plus I get a brownie. From a friend. An unsuspecting friend... well he stole my cookie last week, so...
11:00 A.M.
Lunch. Pretty boring. Everyone cramming and trying to get English homework done. Great way to make some money, just sell your homework. Just like fishing. I scarf down my cream cheese sandwich and Kool-Aid. I don't care what my friends day, Kool-Aid is cool. Don't mess with Kool-Aid.
12:00 A.M.
English. No comment.
1:00 P.M.
History. Our teachers get off topic (again), and we don't finish (again), and we have a test coming up, for which we haven't learned anything more (again). Crap. Plus, I don;t even like Baroke art. Unfortunately it's that or I go for "baroke". I'm so punny.
2:00 P.M
French. We read an intresting story (relatively), but as usual most people are busy flirting and passing notes. Pfft. "Relationships". What a joke. Like English.
3:00 P.M.--6:00 P.M.
Computer. Video games. Homework. Then, computer again. Well, it is the weekend.
So, more or less, a day in the life of someone who has very little life experience? We've all done it, and more besides. Get kidnapped, go to jail, end up in hospital because you fought for something you believe in - those are interesting stories. Late physics homework? You just don't appreciate what's being given to you...
Originally posted by abejnoodEnglish>Your damn math classes.
6:05 A.M.
The alarm rings. Naturally, I hit the snooze button and turn over. Ten minutes later, it starts ringing again. Get up, five minute shower, Honey Bunches of Oats, separate glass of milk, put on my clothes. Then I remember I haven't done my physics homework. Damn.
7:10 A.M.
We leave the house. "We" is my father and me. School is half an hou ...[text shortened]... mework. Then, computer again. Well, it is the weekend.
BTW:Chemistry blew last year, and Physics is going to rock me hard on the AP test.