This Is Me

Oct 10, 2018

Woke up as usual this morning. Except, this time, I woke up at 7 today. I didn't need to show up to school because of the younger students taking the PSAT. Luckily, as a high school senior, I had no need to come to the school until 11:15. Even though I haven't taken the actual SAT. Given that, I went to work for about 2 hours.

It's a 30 minute walk to and from work. I worked till like 10:30 and then headed home. I got home and pretty much stepped right back out the door. I had 15 minutes to get to the school and it just so happens to be a 15 minute walk.

When I got to the school, I decided to meet up with Rory. I knew where she would be because she told me yesterday . I preceded to ask her anyways through Groupme as a distraction. I figured as she was answering the text I would appear from thin air and scare her. I tiptoed into the room and looked around the corner. She didn't even have her phone in her hand. She was eating a cookie and making small talk with the teacher. I scared her anyway.

We went to lunch shortly after and played this little game where she would try and guess the screen lock pattern to my phone. She failed a good amount of times so I gave her half of the pattern. She failed again, so I showed her the pattern. Then I swiftly changed it, resetting any progress she had. I had a good laugh until I couldn't get into my phone for a bit. I didn't tell her that part. She then got a hold of my phone and changed the pattern lock to a pin lock, leaving me helpless. She told me the pin and I decided to call it a tie.

After the shortened bell schedule, I went to my club that I go to. I was disappointed upon arrival. I had signed up to be in the same Dungeons and Dragons group that I usually go with on a schoology poll set up by the leader of the club. Since the runner of that group didn't check the poll, I was efficiently kicked out of the group. I left the club since there was nothing I could do at that point. I ended up staying in stagecraft (or wood workshop as I like to call it) for the remainder of the time until it was time to walk Rory. I had my ankle jabbed in with a makeshift door from stagecraft.

The usual evening routine of walking Rory ensued. Except, this time, I ended up lying to my mom about my phone being dead because I had forgot to call her. Mom got concerned. Rory got concerned about my mom's concern and begged me to head home. I did reluctantly. Reluctantly because her phone doesn't have a working sim card and I don't like leaving her alone at near dark.

I got home, did my chores, and typed this thing up. As per usual.

P.S. I will begin to call the getting home and writing period the "night processes".