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chu_totoroToday was not a good day.
School wasn't too bad, but not good, either.
This morning I woke up at 7:20. And today happened to be one of the early-starting days. So class started at 7:50. I was planning to do without breakfast, but my stomach complained so much that I changed my mind. I somehow managed to get dressed, cook breakfast, eat breakfast, pack all my binders and stuff (shoving the 3'' one in with many others is a harder task than it seems), make toast (for lunch), AND finish my English hw within 20 mins. And then there was some extra running about (making sure the dog has water, watering the plant, feeding Amy's fish, trying to find a pic of myself online to print for my teacher...) that took about 3-5 mins. And then I superspeed biked to school in a little over 5 mins. >< It was painful. My stomach was decidedly not being agreeable, I having shoved the food into it very quickly and then totally overwhelmed it with my biking... then I had to run straight to the music room.
I managed to evade a tardy though, because, thank my lucky stars, Mr. Boitz and Mr. Francisco were also a little bit late to Orchestra. Orch was okay overall, except I was trying to catch my breath through much of it and missed some stuff (I think)...
Things settled down a bit after that. Messed around w/Tiff and Jenn during Tutorial. Played much piano, sang + played American Pie (Tiff did a little dance!) while Jenn looked on and sang what she knew. Then Jenn wanted to know the story behind American Pie.... which is very long... I analyzed the first verse for her before per4drivedOben started.
Yeah. Well, in my rush today I'd forgotten my folder. So I didn't have my folder or my name tag or ANYTHING during the entire stupid class. >< Had an interesting convo with Tiff, though.
After that was lunch. Walked with Erica to her locker and finished my lunch while walking - it was two pieces of toast. Eliza called, we talked little, hung up, was bored. Listened to music; battery died. Stared out into space 'til lunch ended.
Per6eng9Sutt was somewhat okay.
Per7bioCoch was funny, as usual. But lots of review. I know the names of all the parts to the damned microscope! This was also when I started getting cramps. ><
Biked home. Painful. And when I got there I couldn't stop and drink a nice hot cup of something and relax and try to make myself feel better... had to spend the time washing out... bloody undergarments... no time to practice. Had time to check briefly on the internet, but no time to eat because there was nothing available that didn't take time to cook/toast/fry/boil/whatever. Was very hungry.
Whisked off to piano. Had cramps all through class - very distracting; managed to make teacher happy with scales and other exercises because it's harder to go wrong on these, but screwed the Chopin because I couldn't concentrate on all the voices. And I would miss notes whenever I winced. Did somewhat better with the Beethoven, though certainly not as good as I could have.
Peggy ah-yi was late to pick me up. By 15 mins. Mom is in New Mexico for some conference. Ended up collapsing on piano teacher's couch and lying there like a corpse for most of the 15 mins. When she came she asked lots of questions, and I answered and smiled and was nice and sweet and well-mannered like a good little girl. But when I got home I was very tired. And annoyed. But I was nice and happy and good to dad, and I endured the stupid housekeeper's urgings for me to go eat dinner (and dad's), and I ended up eating dinner although I didn't want to because I wasn't hungry any more, and forcing the food down like it wasn't food.
Yeah. And now I'm pissed and annoyed and bitchy and the cramps still will not stop and I just want to go sulk in a corner and stay there. Except I can't because sooner or later I'll be bugged to practice cello and koto and be asked to make a neat graph of the time I spent on the computer. Well I just spent 20 pure minutes ranting. What do you care, dad?! What do you care?!
(And the fact that I'm PMSing through all of this is decidedly not helping...)
Edit: Cello was deathly painful. Stayed with it through exercises and Orchestra music (it was new music which kept me interested and somewhat distracted) but did NOT get to Romberg sonata. And I have class tomorrow. Despite the fact that I just had class the day before yesterday. So I can have a bad lesson. And my dad can ground me from the comp. even though it's unrelated. ......... URK.
School wasn't too bad, but not good, either.
This morning I woke up at 7:20. And today happened to be one of the early-starting days. So class started at 7:50. I was planning to do without breakfast, but my stomach complained so much that I changed my mind. I somehow managed to get dressed, cook breakfast, eat breakfast, pack all my binders and stuff (shoving the 3'' one in with many others is a harder task than it seems), make toast (for lunch), AND finish my English hw within 20 mins. And then there was some extra running about (making sure the dog has water, watering the plant, feeding Amy's fish, trying to find a pic of myself online to print for my teacher...) that took about 3-5 mins. And then I superspeed biked to school in a little over 5 mins. >< It was painful. My stomach was decidedly not being agreeable, I having shoved the food into it very quickly and then totally overwhelmed it with my biking... then I had to run straight to the music room.
I managed to evade a tardy though, because, thank my lucky stars, Mr. Boitz and Mr. Francisco were also a little bit late to Orchestra. Orch was okay overall, except I was trying to catch my breath through much of it and missed some stuff (I think)...
Things settled down a bit after that. Messed around w/Tiff and Jenn during Tutorial. Played much piano, sang + played American Pie (Tiff did a little dance!) while Jenn looked on and sang what she knew. Then Jenn wanted to know the story behind American Pie.... which is very long... I analyzed the first verse for her before per4drivedOben started.
Yeah. Well, in my rush today I'd forgotten my folder. So I didn't have my folder or my name tag or ANYTHING during the entire stupid class. >< Had an interesting convo with Tiff, though.
After that was lunch. Walked with Erica to her locker and finished my lunch while walking - it was two pieces of toast. Eliza called, we talked little, hung up, was bored. Listened to music; battery died. Stared out into space 'til lunch ended.
Per6eng9Sutt was somewhat okay.
Per7bioCoch was funny, as usual. But lots of review. I know the names of all the parts to the damned microscope! This was also when I started getting cramps. ><
Biked home. Painful. And when I got there I couldn't stop and drink a nice hot cup of something and relax and try to make myself feel better... had to spend the time washing out... bloody undergarments... no time to practice. Had time to check briefly on the internet, but no time to eat because there was nothing available that didn't take time to cook/toast/fry/boil/whatever. Was very hungry.
Whisked off to piano. Had cramps all through class - very distracting; managed to make teacher happy with scales and other exercises because it's harder to go wrong on these, but screwed the Chopin because I couldn't concentrate on all the voices. And I would miss notes whenever I winced. Did somewhat better with the Beethoven, though certainly not as good as I could have.
Peggy ah-yi was late to pick me up. By 15 mins. Mom is in New Mexico for some conference. Ended up collapsing on piano teacher's couch and lying there like a corpse for most of the 15 mins. When she came she asked lots of questions, and I answered and smiled and was nice and sweet and well-mannered like a good little girl. But when I got home I was very tired. And annoyed. But I was nice and happy and good to dad, and I endured the stupid housekeeper's urgings for me to go eat dinner (and dad's), and I ended up eating dinner although I didn't want to because I wasn't hungry any more, and forcing the food down like it wasn't food.
Yeah. And now I'm pissed and annoyed and bitchy and the cramps still will not stop and I just want to go sulk in a corner and stay there. Except I can't because sooner or later I'll be bugged to practice cello and koto and be asked to make a neat graph of the time I spent on the computer. Well I just spent 20 pure minutes ranting. What do you care, dad?! What do you care?!
(And the fact that I'm PMSing through all of this is decidedly not helping...)
Edit: Cello was deathly painful. Stayed with it through exercises and Orchestra music (it was new music which kept me interested and somewhat distracted) but did NOT get to Romberg sonata. And I have class tomorrow. Despite the fact that I just had class the day before yesterday. So I can have a bad lesson. And my dad can ground me from the comp. even though it's unrelated. ......... URK.
