day: sixty seven

Today was a day of homework abundance. As I am writing this on my iPod and about something that happened two days ago, I shall keep this short and simple.

Science first period in the science lab. Yay. Nothing way more exciting. But anyways, we did some work on recessive and dominant genes. I wasn't listening because I learnt all this in tutor. I learn even better at tutor than I do at school. Since she collected our workbooks, she gave us a worksheet to do. I don't actually know the whereabouts of this worksheet but I'm lead to believe that I've placed it in my humanities book.

Speaking about humanities, I had that subject next period. I really didn't like that lesson. Not because it was boring, but that we had to do a mock job interview and I was stuck with a really bad group. Thank god I wasn't the one appointed to be the interviewee, otherwise I would have been slaughtered by 'constructive criticism' by the teacher and another smart ass idiot member of the classroom.

Religion, religion, religion. Oh how I hate thee. This subject is proof why I don't want to pursue something that isn't religion-orientated. After the few lessons before with substitutes and the other teacher (I have two teachers that share classes and I believe that is really lazy or they're just doing a really weird job with part-time work). So we have the pretty strict teacher and she tells us that it's due on Friday. Woo hoo. Not that I was overly surprised. It'd just still make me do it last minute. And I'd always get it finished on time. But what I did worry was that it was way too much work. 8 questions with an average 150 word responses is just stupid. Okay, saying that makes me feel lazy but doing that in one day is energy draining.

English speeches last period. My hands were sweating so much before my speech. Teacher picked out of the hat for the order and so I was seventh. After my hands pouring all over the table, I went up to do my speech. I guess I did relatively well. I didn't even breathe at all during the 4 minute speech but I guess the students just clapped with enthusiasm because I'm the one who everyone is nice to just because he's the nerd one. At least I'm not the nerd that's being picked on.

So the morals:
• I lied, the first half of the blog post was done by iPod, the other done on the computer. I've dragged this post out for a few days now, it's pathetic.