just your average... er... correction: just your normal... correction: me. |
10 o'clock. Haven't yet studied for a history test tomorrow on the national judicial system. My English teacher decided TODAY that she wants us to cite a certain way on a paper we did a MONTH ago. So she handed them back, and I'm thinking that I have the paper on my hard drive, so I start correcting myself in red pen. Little did I know that the disk would not work. Then I actually physically broke the disk when I was trying to get it to work. It was only the silver thing (with the scientific name, "silverus thingus" or "argenta res" [wow, my Latin works], implying that it IS in fact alive and therefore can hate me) but I have no idea where it went. I heard it hit something then possibly land on clothes. It took me forever to get footnotes right the first time. Are computers more trouble than they're worth? The jury is still out. I can't find my Christmas carol book for flute. I promised my piano teacher I'd play for her tomorrow. Tonight was going well until I decided that I wanted to get something done early. But no... The universe just happens to work against me when I consciously want it to help, lol. Oh geez, I just realized I forgot to sign in this morning to NHS. I have to talk to the moderator anyway--tell him I can tutor Latin I (maybe II on a good day) if he needs more people. Realized something that scared me the other day--the school year is half over. I really need to spend more time with friends. I'm tired. I have to study yet tonight. You'd think in the week before Christmas, we'd be winding down our studies. History test tomorrow. Trig quiz Wednesday -- have to memorize certain formulae before... um, maybe tomorrow... Ugh, I can't think about what I have to do. Good night. |