#2 – Tuesday: Let’s See…

I think I might be getting the hang of this again.  Or at least I remembered to do it tonight.  Though I can see what will happen if I don’t budget my time in the future; this is going to use up a good twenty minutes every night.  Oh well… it’s still kind of fun to vent every thought you don’t mind sharing on the Internet where anyone can see it.

Or at least I think it is.

Let’s start today in Spanish… or what was actually Spanish Part I.  We watched a video for and hour.  That’s an improvement over how it’s been for the last two weeks.  This class might not actually be that bad after all.

Then in Physics we have a test, so all is silent and still.  I know I messed up at least one question, but I still think I did reasonably well.  Though apparently all tests from now on will be hell… so I guess I should enjoy it while it lasts.

Now Gov was the interesting part of the day.  Our sub was either having a really bad day or he’s just one of those people in a perpetual mood of annoyance.  He let us talk for five minutes, and then reprimanded us for talking for five minutes, then let us work in groups (also known as talk) for the rest of the class.  It was interesting.

Health was average, again, as usual.  I think I actually prefer Gym.

English was actually not as awesome as usual.  I didn’t do the greatest job on the Les Misérables quiz, and the pronouns kind of escaped me today.  Or maybe it was just the lead up for Spanish Part Dos.

Since I have an orthodontist appointment tomorrow (which incidentally means I’ll probably be in pain for the rest of the week), I miss Spanish.  And of course, the one day I miss Spanish, we have to do a composition.  So while everyone was going home I went over to 157 and sat down for another eighty minutes of writing a five-paragraph essay in pure Español.  It ended pretty well though… or at least I didn’t fail miserably like I thought I would.  And there was almost no homework to worry about tonight, so that’s a plus too.

SONG OF THE DAY: AUDIENCE OF ONE

So that was my utterly boring day that I’m sure no one would ever want to read about at any point in their short earthly life.  I think I just haven’t gotten the hang of this back… but I should at some point.  I mean, I was never this awful before.

At least, I hope I wasn’t.  Goodnight.

#1 – Monday: Historia Calamitatum

If you’re wondering where that title comes from… well I’ll get there, eventually.  First thing’s first though, welcome back to Internet Junk.  And actually, that’s as much for you as it is for me.  It’s my hope that I might be able to budget my time better this semester… so maybe I’ll be back every night like those good old times back in freshman year.  Don’t count on it though; this is just a test.  But it feels good, and who knows?

So how does this go again?  Right… I outline my day. I’m a little rusty, so forgive me if this is long, rambly, or really boring.  I know it’ll probably be all three.  So… Spanish wasn’t as bad as usual, I usually don’t mind when we get to waste a half-hour in a group brainstorming.  The rest was then filled with a video and mostly just talking… so I escaped that infierno alive for another day.

Now after Spanish my day suddenly becomes great.  Physics… I don’t care what we’re doing.  I don’t care that it’s two hours long.  The teacher is awesome and I really wouldn’t mind just sitting in there and doing labs all day.  I think I found that one area of science that I really like.

Then comes the shortened forty minutes of Gov… where we almost never get anything done.  And since I’m writing a bit more than I expected, I’ll skip ahead a bit.  Health was meh, as usual.  I almost fixed a computer but fell a bit short; that was the highlight.  Then English was great as usual, even though the grammar makes me feel like I’m back in fifth grade.  Note: being a writer doesn’t mean you’re good with grammar.

Now back to that confusing title.  If you googled it by now, Historia Calamitatum is the name of an old French autobiography.  That’s not what I’m referring to.  This is what I’m referring to:

SONG OF THE DAY: HISTORIA CALAMITATUM

Everyone has an anthem song.  This is not mine.  But everyone also has a rage song, or at least that’s what I call it.  Whenever I get really angry about something, so angry that I feel like punching a wall no matter how badly it hurts, I turn this song on.  That opening guitar cuts straight through everything, and by the end I’m usually a bit more relaxed than when I started.

So for today it’s the title, and yes there’s something hidden deep inside there.  I doubt anyone will be able to guess what exactly that thing is though.  And so, for tonight, I say goodnight.  And I hope I’ll see you all again tomorrow… or at least the one or two of you that ever read this piece of Junk in the first place.