Stage Rush Hour

Myrtle and I have agreed that things should stay in the past. It was stupid to argue about something so theoretical as a person's right of self-consciousness. Words such as those which challenge one's thought of supposed existence is taking on nothing more than the image of a hypocritical, self-righteously assumed individual.
Also, it is important to remember that something as spontaneous and temporary as mood swings shouldn't get in ones way to being a good person. (^__^)


So, about my day!
Hmm... lemme' think.
Okay, so I get to school today as usual, wearing my uniform with the black skirt, white inner shirt and sky blue vest (which makes me look fat, might I add). I get to school around the routine time of seven thirty, back to the familiar surroundings of Sir Zin's room and threw my bag on my gray desk. I skip over to where Myrtle was, who was in panic for not having a whole script for an English acting-thingy, and pulled me closer to scheme some more. We were actually up all night with Tin discussing -- on Yahoo! Messenger -- what the hell were we gonna do when the deadline for English comes. Eventually, it twas' decided that I would take the pleasant burden of making the !@#$% script. D8 Myrtle was giving me the friggin' puppy-dog eyes to insert a horror scene in our twisted story of 'The Emperor's/King's New Clothes'. I greatly turned down the offer -- only because I was the one appearing as the whitelady. (=__=);


By lunch, we were frantically rearranging the seats in our Math classroom, just so Myrtle could sit next to our 'dreamy' Korean classmate, Daniel. -rolls eyes- (-.- );
I dunno what the girls see in him. I GUESS he looks cute. Kinda. He doesn't even speak English very well and won't like a girl long enough to date em'. Still, Myrtle has high hopes playing as his subtle friend. By the time the bell rung, we were successful in getting him to sit next to her. XD But, I was mostly having a crammed session the whole time. Have I mentioned I despise Math? When the class ended and the beginning of lunchtime drew near, my head was pounding. I ended up copying some stuff from Myrtle and getting advice on algebraic substitution from Tin. Gah...! (>__<)

Now, here is the part where my stupid, moronic side kicks-in:

I grab my lunchpass from my bag and rush home to eat lunch there and come back to school later. By the time I reached home, I plopped over my bed, realizing my head really WAS pounding, and that it wasn't just the Math or the heat. I decided to take a 20-min nap before grabbing lunch. When I woke-up, it was already around 2PM, which means I was WAY past the time needed to get back to school. I had ALREADY missed two classes and Chief Durai would never let me in now. Realization had dawned and all I could do was situp and mentally kill myself from the inside. To make things worst, I couldn't just run back to school and grab my bag. I just hope Tin has it safely with her. Now, here I am, blogging about it and fuming. (+__+)