Story of My Life

5/22/12- SCREW COLDS

Sorry I didn't write yesterday. There were no finals, so I sat in school and died of boredom. So yesterday was pretty anticlimactic as it was, I didn't want to bore you enough as it was with this stupid thing. 

So today I woke up, and felt like my head was going to catch on fire. I had a hard night last night, because my throat had started hurting and my nose was stuffed up. I thought I had a math final today, but it turns out I didn't. So I went to school, feeling like crap. When I walked in this morning, I gave Betsy her books back. Last week she lent me the Mortal Instruments Series and I read all the books last week, finishing City of Fallen Angels last night. STUPIDEST FREAKING ENDING EVER. I won't bitch about it, because we're all entitled to our own opinions, but the ending made no sense, and it was so stupid that I think that if you're reading City of Glass, stop there and assume there's the happily ever after you've been waiting for between Clary and Jace.

So I handed them to her, all four books, and she screams "Screw you Sarah! Screw. You!" 'Cause she carries a bunch of crap around for absolutely no reason, and that just added a whole bunch of fumbling to her routine. But Betsy does enough fumbling as it is. She's like 5' 8" and her nickname is Tree. She's so awkward with her height it's funny. But she's a really good friend, and I'm closer to the ground than she is, so she's pulling me up more often than I am her. And for some reason, Heidi looked kinda down, so out of the blue, I walked up to her and patted her shoulder.

"S'ok Heidi." I said. No reason whatsoever to say that, but I was joking around 'cause she just looked a little down. Then she hugged me! Heidi is not the type of person to show emotion, kinda. She smiles, and laughs, and stuff like that, but she's closed off, because like me, she had a shitty time in middle school. She told me the last time I went over to her house that in seventh grade, she almost killed herself it got that bad. It was pretty bad for me in seventh grade as well. I did some pretty bad things to myself to try and get over it. And ironically enough, that's when we became friends. So I guess in a way we used each other as a wall. The other day I found a Gerard Way quote:

"You probably came with your best friend... you turn to that motherfucker, grab 'em by the throat and you say 'You're my best FUCKING friend, and I would die for you!'" so I did that to all my friends today. Well, Heidi, Betsy, and Marissa. Heidi was the only one who got what I was doing, so she laughed. Betsy and Marissa just looked at me like I was totally nuts, which was fun. 

So I went into school, feeling like crap. Since it is finals week, the schedule's all messed up. Usually my classes go

Homeroom- Mr. Ebersol

1st Period- Science Mr. Risburg

2nd Period- Math Mr. Polites

3rd Period- Spanish Miss Speer (lunch is in the middle of third period)

4th Period- Honors English Miss Witmer

5th Period- Depending on the day, it's either Assessing Green with Mr. Talbert, Lancaster County/PA History with Mr. Seibert, or study hall in homeroom with Mr. Ebersole

But with finals, there's an hour long homeroom, and I went through a whole box of tissues. So I went to throw them away towards the end of class. We're moving to a new high school, so everyone has all their crap packed up in boxes. Abby and I helped clean out Ebersole's closets, along with a few other people who had nothing else to do a few weeks ago. The only thing that I will say about that is that Ebersole has the biggest collection of Star Wars crap that I think any grown man has ever had.

Anyway, he was dumping out the contents of some drawers, and this kid.... His name is Brenden Lentz. I hate him. I hate him so much because he is one of those kids. One of those stupid-ass kids that does everything to try and get attention. I could care less if he dropped dead tomorrow. In fact, the other night I had a dream that I murdered him in like a gruesome, Sweeney-Todd style. I woke up laughing, sadistic enough as it sounds. 

Okay, so Ebersole was cleaning the crap out of his room, and I had to throw away my nasty tissues. While Lentz was digging through the trash can, I went over and dumped all of my tissues on his hands. Needless to say, he wasn't very happy. Ebersole was laughing, and I was too miserable to care. 

After homeroom, I had Math. Algebra 1 part 2 to be exact. Yeah, I'm that bad at math that I need to take it throughout the whole year. So I only went to school because I thought I had finals in math. So I got to math, and had to spend two hours there. 

No.

Way.

In.

Hell.

We had to do a paper. I looked at my watch. Okay, I'll see if I can go for a half hour. If I make it for a half hour, I'll try another half hour. I made it 45 minutes before I couldn't stand it anymore. The whole right side of my face was burning. My throat burned, my eye burned, my sinus's burned like crazy, so I left, called my mom, and went home. I drank iced coffee and ate werthers all day. Then I had gumbo for dinner. And that was my day. Taa daa! Boring as hell. Again. Hope you enjoyed this episode of My Boring Life, tune in tomorrow for more stupid, pointless writing.

Sarah