I’ve been in auto pilot for a majority of the day. I’m just making motions to get through it all. I’m not sad, no, I’m what I deem “indigo”. A mix of melancholy, boredom, maybe the tiniest smidge of sorrow, and the desire to write. I just want to write words in books I no longer fancy, capture phrases that still the thoughts of a mind even for a moment, disappear in a book. That is today.
That sad moment when I looked super lovely today but my favorite teacher wasn’t there to witness it.
Yeah…
I kinda wanna punch the blogs with automatic music selection. Especially when I can’t find the button to silence it…
it’s Fridayyyyy!
Today was a pretty neat day, though I’m trying to recall what was neat about it. We played pictionary in French…that was fun. I kick butt at pictionary. Band is better now that I have the satisfaction of knowing I’ll be in one of the top bands in the region next year. Art was neat; we’re making slab boxes and then starting independent clay projects. I’ll be making an iron man cup for my art supplies. I didn’t get much done in Algebra 2…I did banter with my teacher though. We have the same sarcastic sense of humor so he came up to me and said, “Why aren’t you doing your homework? Do you need some motivation because I can sure give you some.” (As in suggesting he’d give me more homework. And I responded with, “As great as that sounds, I think we need to take time to discover our personal forms of motivation; but if that is to fail, I will get back to you about your alternate methods.” And with that, he smirked and didn’t bother me again. English was boring. And then in World History we watched videos about modern day samurai. That was cool, especially to know that the tradition is still carried on to this day. Not to mention my teacher wielding a yard stick and sprinting around the room making ninja noises. He’s mah favorite teacher.
So that was my day, it was pretty great. No idea why I mentioned the whole thing. Oh well, now I’m just making plans for shopping tomorrow. Unce unce unce. Avengers assemble!
Happiness.
The musical ensemble I’ve been auditioning for finally posted results today. I was expecting them on Monday since there were a few straggling auditions left to do, so I was certainly not emotionally prepared. Then someone told me the list was up, I hauled down there to see if I made it and BAM! first chair alto saxophone. I cried. I’ve wanted this so badly for so long. I am completely overcome with happiness.
^ This is seriously what I looked like when I found out.
Writing creative essay pieces for english class…it sucks. My teacher singles me out and tells me to write exceptionally. How can someone even command that? I’m not even sure what I’m writing about. I have nowhere to go with it. So I’ll just sit here text and listen to A Capella instead. Feel free to message with ideas I can use; I’d love to read what you have to say.
