Monday: Late Beginnings

I guess the blog technically opened on Friday, but seeing as this is the first day I’m going to post this to Facebook (yeah, I know I’m an idiot), I’ll call this the opening.  And probably for the only time this week I’ll have a few interesting things to say about my life so here goes…

Yesterday I neglected to mention that I officially worked for the first day in my life.  And even if it’s like lifting weights (the second day is twice as bad as the first) it still wouldn’t be too terrible.  In short, I get paid to turn on the power, unlock the doors, set up, and then sit in the back of my church for about five hours every other Sunday.  With good pay.  Which I’m not telling you.  If you want you can guess.

Then today we had two phantom tests, by that I mean two tests that they told us we were having TODAY, and then today alerted us that the tests were TOMORROW.  Good, because Monday tests are terrible.  Bad, because I spent time in homeroom studying math when I could have been sleeping.  And then in Spanish we actually get a chance at some extra credit.  The assignment: build a piñata.  Which actually sounds like fun, which is the first time I’ve ever associated that word with Spanish class.

Don’t worry, you won’t have to suffer much longer.  Being the geek I am, I’m also a bookworm.  And on the third Monday of every month I go to a book club at the library, just like I have for four years.  (Right here is where I shout out to Hope and Anthony, probably the only two people who ever actually care about my life).  And the next book actually sounds kind of cool, about a bunch of kids after a terrorist attack who spy on the corrupt government using hacked Xboxes.  Not bad.

And now that those phantom tests are real, I have to get some sleep so I don’t need it in homeroom.  Goodnight, and don’t bash me too badly.  It’s not that I can’t take it.  It’s that you won’t be able take my scathing replies.