I guess I'll talk about the fog first.
For several days, we've had a dense fog from morning until late afternoon. In the morning, it's deadly... You can't see five feet in front of you. I couldn't see the double yellow lines on the road. Thank God for reflectors...
The temperature is freezing. Nothing to worry over. We probably won't get snow until late November - if we're lucky.
While driving to school, I received disconcerting news... Remember how I was stating Mason would be home on October 28th? I guess whoever's in charge changed the date back to November 4th... I didn't know how to react at the time... I'm still very upset with that decision...
What also sucks... Mason might not be with us for a holiday... Let's pray for Christmas, shall we?
My ENGL teacher has been absent for two days now. I'm assuming she'll be back tomorrow. We have a final essay due this Friday and the due date hasn't changed. However, today, I thought my ENGL teacher would be available since I scheduled a conference with her during my math class. Like my math teacher and I planned yesterday, I went to the 7:30 class, took notes before running off to find my ENGL teacher.
Frustratingly, I had no idea where we were supposed to meet up at...
I went to the classroom and asked the teacher, whom teaches in that room first before our class, and asked if he could please tell me where Suzy's (that's my teacher's name) office would be. The man kindly found the building and number and pointed me in that direction. I thanked him, walked off, ran to the R building (in which holds my math class) until becoming lost... The number for the room was odd. I couldn't find it!!! So, I rushed to my math class, asked my math teacher where this room was, and she pointed me to the correct area. I thanked her, ran to these huge double doors, and asked a lady where Suzy's office might be. She questioned ANOTHER lady and they gave me a different building with a different number. Checking on a map where this NEW building was located, I scurried across campus, flew up a flight of stairs and entered a strange, small compartment of rooms. I checked every door. Suzy's name wasn't on any of them. So, I walked up to a man (whom was busy working and I felt bad interrupting him...) and asked if he knew where Suzy's office was. He said, "B200." That was the floor above me. Running up another flight of stairs, I entered ANOTHER compartment. But this time, NOBODY was there. Not even Suzy. The whole corner was dark. I backed out slowly, feeling a tad uneasy...
Giving up, I went to math class. I learned the same crap I did in the 7:30 lecture. When math was over, I requested to a friend, Alex, if she could join me in asking the Arts and Science Division's office people if Suzy was in today. She agreed and we walked through those large double doors together. We asked a lady if Suzy was in and the lady told us she wasn't. Pleased yet concerned, my friend and I walked out with smiles. But I was somewhat disappointed! I wanted to know how my grade is doing! I wanted to see if my essays are acceptable!
Well, there's tomorrow, I suppose...
And the day after that... and after that... and etc...
After school, I went home to work on an ENGL assignment. I didn't want to work... I wanted to SLEEP! My sleeping habits are NOT acceptable... I didn't want to get out of bed this morning... But I'm stubborn... I want to finish my work before lounging around. Though, I was on IMVU to relieve some stress. In the contrary, that didn't help me finish the essay any quicker...
Other things got in the way of me finishing my essay at a decent waking hour. Mom, grandma and I drove to a sports store to buy running shoes. Grandma wanted a new pair and I wanted an all-black pair to go with my Batgirl costume. I even found Batman socks! While driving there, we witnessed a Maserati. Lately, I've been seeing expensive Italian cars. I saw a Ferrari not too long ago. I almost pissed myself from shock. Nevertheless, America came in to boast with a supped up Chevy Chevelle. It was GORGEOUS!!!! Blue and silver. Absolutely jaw-dropping. The owner polished that baby until you could see your own reflection off of it. The engine roared, the body shook as it sat idle, and the back tires were monstrous. I wondered if the guy drag raced with it.
When we finished shopping for shoes, we went to our local family-owned Italian butcher. I bought myself a New York steak for dinner. YUMMY! Afterwards, we dropped grandma off at home before going home, too. Mom cooked my steak, I shoved it down my throat, mom went to McLendon's, she came home to drop whatever she bought off, then took me to the pet store for crickets. Right now, they're chirping away! I'll have some in-home ambience tonight.
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