The only class that was relatively decent today was Biology. It might be because I'm a self-proclaimed bio nerd, but I really like my teacher, which makes my life a little bit better. Chemistry was ridiculous because I really cannot understand what the heck my teacher is saying. He has a really strong Japanese accent and it's just hard to figure out. Same with my math teacher. Actually, my math teacher is M.I.A. and I have a sub that I can't understand. I don't really care because it's only math... but I'm just saying. My Com discussion sucked. I was really looking forward to it, but unfortunately it's full of people that think that they're clever, funny, and extremely smart. It made me want to keel over and die. I already have a bad feeling about this. Also we need to participate. If there's anything I hate more than participating it's Miley Cyrus wearing Crocs driving a Prius. I can't stand it because I think it's unnecessary. Well let's skip all of the other boring stuff and skip to my Chemistry lab shall we? Wonderful. I end up getting some fool as my lab partner. Why am I always so unlucky-- oh except for with Diamond last year she was so cool. This guy feels the inclination to comment on everything and anything the T.A. says. You know the type of people I'm talking about right? It's annoying. To top it all off he didn't go to Davis last year so he doesn't know how Chemistry works around here. Great. So I had to teach him everything and do the whole lab. At least he's a fast learner. It's not that I hate him or anything, I was just frustrated that I had to do all of that. In the end it turned out alright. We ended up finishing early. As long as I can finish early I won't be an angry child.
So that was my crappy day. I got back to the apartment and my roommate made pasta for me. I thought that was really sweet of her. It made my day a little better. Unfortunately at that point in time I couldn't decide if I was hungry or if I was tired. The exhaustion overwhelmed the hunger. I realized that if I started eating I probably would have fallen asleep in the pasta. I think I'll eat it for lunch tomorrow. At least now I have something to look forward to. Well after all of this happened, I called my aunt and now I am all better. Still tired, but much better. 13 hours. I don't know how many more Mondays I'll be able to live through. Can we have another Labor Day?
hug yo mama & grate cheese <3
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