A Day in the Life... Part one of Many

Today was a fairly interesting day. By that I mean I've done some very stupid things.

First, I was late to school 'cause I overslept. Everyone in Calculus is used to that though. Well, later in government class, we somehow started talking about birth control. Apparently, it is now legal to buy birth control over the counter (again), and the girl doesn't even have to be 18. Yay, I guess. I asked the class what would happen if a guy took the pill, and Cierra (a very activist girl in my class) replied that I would get a massive dose of female harmones. "So I would grow breasts? Sweet!" was my reply. Ms. Adams, my govt. teacher looked at me wierd, and the class laughed. Well, that was fun.

After choir, I had a dentist appointment where I would get this...

...put into my mouth to replace the temporary crown I got. Well, everything seemed great except I kind of bled and the crown didn't fit :). So, I'll have to do it again next tuesday. Alright.

I didn't feel well because of anesthetic that I got injected (they thought they were going to have to cut my gum) so I didn't really feel like going back to school. I was excused for the rest of the day so I just hung out on campus. I went to Ms. Moran's chemistry class with Angie, and apparently Ms. Moran really doesn't like Angie. That's frustrating. She snapped at me, because Ms. Moran yelled at her. :(. Oh well.

Anyway, later, I hung out with Adam, from choir, and played guitar. Well, I played guitar; Adam mostly spaced out. He gave me a link to his myspace (adam weingart). You can tell what he's into from myspace... I thought he was pretty cool but geez, he is so f*ed up with the stuff he does. He locked his keys in his truck, by the way.

Anyway, I jammed on his guitars; I really liked his 12-string guitar, by the way. My mom apparently called my cell phone something like 7 times, but I didn't hear it. She called Angie (who was working...) and both were really worried. I felt really bad about it... So much for visiting her at Basha's...

If this is what it's like to be a sterotypical American teenager, I want out...

So now I'm going to work on my DDR pad idea. I'll post the project as soon as I get somewhat underway...

Also, I need to work on that thing that I am going to do to ask Angie to the Homecoming dance this saturday. Details later... when I'm done :). You'll also get pictures, because I have to many MMS messages left :).

Out.