today was a good day.
at least, orchestra wasnt complete torture today. even with a stuffed up nose. =)
and track was bleh. i got all this phlegm jammed in my throat and i was gagging most of the time. bleeeh. coach went ape dude. guys 400 repeats. he expects 65-75. i can do under 75, but not to the 60s range...but then again. only way to get faster is to challenge!
and rest of day was bleh. diplomacy=fail=because of michael chen who needs to stop thinking he's boss cuz his plan scrwed us over and mine wouldve at least kept us in the game. so i gave up! turkeys bound to rape us anyway =/ freaking james.
brannen quiz was hard. wtf. where did mary jane go? what the eff did wilks do for a living!? haha i got ownnedddd. this is what i get for sparknoting every chapter hahaha. i should really start actually reading it. XD
brice. pascals triangle. not much. finished two clifford sheets. i think im starting to understand probability. :D although i still think its overly majorly gay.
lunch. im. not. turning. isabel. anorexic. status! i eat. a lot. when i get home. =) i dont eat before track cuz then it just hurts to run and then its like bleh throw up oh no!
biooo. hand sanitizer overuse. hey, thats my mojo! hahaha im the hand sanitizer mastaaahhhh. and then tigerclawing tim who has stomach flu is totally totally fun.
i think the only crappy part of this day is freaking over the brannen project. the paper=my responsibility. picture=me and shivvy? and presentation. oh eff. i dont wanna have to teach everyone their parts...esp dana. where the eff did she go? and what the eff has she done to contribute? well, cant blame her now cuz shes sick but its annoying having to do most the work...is this how judy felt for aeronautics? LOL.
so this weekend was terrible. my sickness went at its peak on saturday. i was like disabled. i felt like. i felt like. i felt like i. i. i. was in. hangover phase from like 394730947gallons of beer or something. my head was like freaking achy and hurting and i was like GAAAAHHHHHHHHHH and i couldnt move and yeah.
and i had an interesting dream last night. soooo...
there was some con artist person lurking whitney (con artist-->huck finn...what has it done to me?) and he/she was murdering people and so we were told to watch out or something. and then so this one lunch (got rained in so everyone ate inside except the halls werent crowded it was pretty empty =O) i was walking around with a buncha people but the only person i can remember is alex kim. (wtf!?!?!?) and then we got to the finance office exit area (MPR hallway?) where theres the door, and then alex opened the door, and there was this random lady in black and she was like HOLD OPEN THE DOOR! and then i detected that she was the con artist and the moment alex took control of the door she'd shoot him with his hands full so i ran away. and then afterwards i saw someone from the group and asked and sure enough alex got shot. and then it jumped to brices' class where we were like going lockdown mode and like hiding under desks in caution of the murder person. and yeaahh. and the whole time it seemed really real. and my heart was beating like freaking crazy.
so yeaaah that was my dream last night.
anndddd i got tagged for that one creative thinggggggg.. but im too lazy right now and i need to get going with hw so ill do that laters.