Amazing week.

I swear, this has been the most amazing week ever considering the number of things out of schedule i've done over the past 5 days. The number of times i've been a complete idiot, the number of times other people have done something stupid, and just the overall experiences compressed down into 5 short days of panic and frenzy. The APUSH museum project got my adrenaline pumping like no other as I sprinted up and down the goddamned from the cafeteria to the library and back.

I know a few of you guys will call me crazy, but no matter how much I hated this freaking APUSH project, I loved it to death too. I think its just because this is something out of the ordinary. This is something I can actually do and see results, not write on a piece of paper and turn it in. Projects, my friend, projects. I feed off of the building stress over the week, and deal with the best I can. I tell you, I'm addicted to this stress. Stress makes endorphins, so its like a little dose of Heroin, haha.

So well, basically an outline of my week as well as I can remember it.




Monday: School, to Allie's house to paint, back at 9.


Tuesday: School, to Allie's house to paint from 5:30-6:45 (my idiotic phone call incident with Kyle calling me 2 feet away and me not noticing that its him, continuously asking who it is), then to KD from 7:00-9:00 (Ryan actually showed up. Good job Ryan. :]), then back home.


Wednesday: Erm... this day's been blank in my mind... All a blur. Well... its cause this week kinda meshed in my brain. Really weird, really. Well, at night, I stayed up with Jessica when she spazzed in her APUSH single-man... woman doing work for whole class mode while I studied precal. So, Wednesday blended into Thursday as the sleepnessness set off another surreal mood in my brain.


Thursday: Wow, much panicking. I went to school, failed Pre-Cal test... (that thing was fscking hard), English graded discussion, physics problem bank overview, psycho Chapt 3 Quiz, then APUSH. We set up the museum stuff, which I mention, was a complete and utter failure. I'm sorry, our project sucks ass. I think we started the entire thing wrong. Not to mention, Mr. Cone is pissed at us like no other cause of the whole moving project issue. Lots of things went wrong, and 6th period ended.

I skipped 7th (come on, its french -.-) and continued to work on the project with Allie throughout. Afterward we were like, "this is not gonna work..." and kinda redesigned the interior. So, everybody came after school and spazzed on the project, considering we had like no crap at all... It was a giant black box. A giant black box. Come on. Give me a break. Insanity, indeed.

Mmm... lets see what happened... Kyle and I went to my house to get 'artifacts' aka random chinese crap laying around. Dead squirrel incident.... Mom chasing him with Tangerines... Finding out we were gonna be kicked out at 6.... Panicking... Alyssa and Ines's random picnic by the pond...

Then I found out I was gonna be in Academic Decathalon next year or something when I met Jonathan while waiting for my parents to pick me up (I called my dad to pick me up and he was like OK. Then, 20 minutes later and many convos later, nothing. So, I called again.

Mom: Erm... where are you? Want me to pick you up? Your dad is here with me playing soccer at the Rec. Center....

WTF. But anyways, after that, she picked me up and promptly sent me to KD again, which I stayed at from 7-9. Well, I slept the first hour, haha. Went back home, and studied for stupid Physics. Jessica pulled another close all-nighter. I got six hours or so, so thats all good.


Friday: First thing that happened. Dad shuffling around the house woke me up and and the first thing that I did was sit straight up and scream "SHIT!"... don't know why. Hahah. Panicked so much. Well, that was about 6:40, so I got up, did some stuff, then called Jessica without reading the messages on aim she sent to me. Sorry, Jessica.

She drove me to starbucks, then school, and work on the project began. Mmm.. Cinnamon Doche Latte, not bad. Too cold though. I NEED SCALDING HOT COFFEE. Anyways, much panicking (and drama mask designing) till 8:55.

Then the Art Test... which was nothing.... Pre-Cal lecture (not like I listen)... English Test... Physics Test... psych lecture(that freaked me out... I swear, they were talking about little things about the brain and it brought all the horror stuff I've ever watched and read back to me. The thing is, I realized that those things would actually be physically possible... according to psych... Like they can take your skull cap off and have your brain sticking out in the air while you're wide awake... and poke your brain and do all this stuff while you're just talking to them... Then the diagram of a guy just staring at us with all his skin and skull stuff peeled back. God... So disturbing)... APUSH looking at the different classes' museum projects which pissed me off anymore cause we had a ginormous black box as ours... then french which involved sleeping on Alina's desk.

Then, we went to the museum project afterwards and took everything down. I gathered all of my crap and put it nearby whilst Alina fondled my stuffed moose. So... that got done relatively quicky and then me and alina kinda just sat there... waiting for the film festival. Jessica showed up, so we put everything in her car and she drove us to Golden Chick and ate chicken(Devil wears prada, arms, fat, other crap like that). Pretty good. The chicken and the rolls. But the ketchup sucks. :[

Then, we went to the film festival (Well... I've got your car!) and watched a couple of films. Some were funny, some werent. Some of them were really corny and cliche. So basically, that was fun.

Then we left and I promptly crashed head to head with Jessica while attempting to shoulder her. Then... I crashed into Alina while we tried to sandwich jessica... Drove back... Sang Mexican music... went home... well.. tried... But my parents werent there so i went to jessica's place and kinda talked for a while.. till like 9:45 (guitar convos.. weird spinal convos.. memory convos... life convos... poster convos...).. then went back home, took a shower, and proceeded to crash on the couch.



So... now I'm here in the morning typing this all out. Its all good though. Funky week. Well, I cant remember what happened the first few days except for the fact that TV was absent the entire Monday to Thursday. THUCVAN! DON'T DIE!





Edit: Mr. Plano show was pretty cool. They were really well prepared, all except for the Demetri Martin ripoff and the white nerd boy rap. Get well soon, Jessica.