9.10.2011

blah blah blah blah blah.

Basically I've been repeating my daily life for like a month now and I have literally no interesting things to say. Sighhh.

So here's my week.

Monday. Get up. Go to school. Fret over AP Bio. Maybe go off campus for lunch. Leave school. Study, do homework, etc. Then, marching band practice from 6-9. Possibly drive home a few of my pit kids who don't have a ride. Go home. Make dinner. Study some more, and log on facebook upon brain collapse. Obsess about Colin. go to bed later than the intended time.

Tuesday. Worst day of the week (because, monday is like, oh i get to see my friend again, Wednesday is like, it's hump day... bahahaha and then Thursday is like, tomorrow's Friday! And then Friday's like, it's the weekend, bitch. Tuesday is like. nothing.). Get up. go to school. Fret over AP Bio. Fret over other classes. Go to practice. Drive pit kids. Again. Waste gas. Go run errands. probably. Then do homework. or whatever.

Wednesday. Get up. Go to school. Fret over AP Bio. Leave school as fast as possible to the downtown where I have my internship at a museum caring for animals. Drive back home. It's 45 minutes long. Eat dinner, do homework, worry about no one, then go to bed.

Thursday. See Tuesday.

Friday. Get up. Go to school. Fret over AP Bio. Practice after school for a bit, then football game. Get home way too late. Study. Go to bed, not worrying about anyone.

Saturday. Work 11-2, then 5-9. Homework, studying.

Sunday. Church, homework, studying, working out, church, go to bed too late.

Then that's it.
Boooooorrrrriiiiiinnnnng. If you read that, I'm shocked. Also: congratulations, because that means your life is probably as boring as mine.

Well bai.

2 comments:

Olivia said...

Sounds a lot like how my days are. It all seems so dreadful and long, but just wait and see. There will be light and excitement in your life soon enough. Life isn't boring all the time. It gives a little bit of both ups and downs. Pretty equally, I have to say.

The Conductor said...

Now you just need someone to make you feel like life is exciting again, right?

Wrong.

Make life fun. Don't EVER give someone that power.

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