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Feb. 9th, 2009 04:27 pmI haven't posted in a week, which is really making me feel like I am a lot more boring than I thought.
Today was a bad day, though.
First, I had two presentations, one in World Studies and one in Accelerated Physical Science. The one in Accelerated Physical Science was not that bad, as I had someone to save me from doing terrible artwork (as I am wont to do), but in World Studies, I made the mistake of using glue to stick flimsy little pieces of paper to a posterboard, and guess what? It got all wrinkly.
So my poster looked terrible. (However, the good thing is that I didn't have to present today, so I am going to redo my poster and bring in a better one tomorrow. Now I have glue sticks!)
And then, I got a bit of money from one of my friends to buy a Poptart. For the past couple weeks, they had been a dollar for two, ridiculously enough, but today, I got back a quarter... and thought it was fifty cents, probably because they lowered their price and I thought, because my brain wasn't working, that they lowered it to the original price of fifty cents. So I tried buying a bag of chips, and those were fifty cents.
So I ended up looking like an idiot in front of a few people when I tried insisting that I had fifty cents, not twenty-five, and when I finally realized it, I grew so embarrassed and nearly cried about the day. Everything just built up, from having to take the bus to having the bad presentation to making another fool out of myself in front of high schoolers, and honestly...
That wasn't the end of it.
You see, last night, I dropped my laptop. I thought it was fine, but lo and behold, I ended up breaking my wireless card. I mean, entirely, smashing it, crushing it, bending it, the whole nine yards. So I am now typing this on my stupid, old hunk of junk computer, remarking on the loudness of the keyboard and feeling just a little fed-up and frustrated.
At least I'm not crying anymore.
And, to look on the bright side, at least I can redo my poster. And I have this computer, which just makes me feel so grateful that it didn't end up breaking down. Praise the Lord, I say. :)
I suppose I can read more, too.
Speaking of which, I finished a book, Prep by Curtis Sittenfeld, which I absolutely adored. A review might be coming today on it.
Today was a bad day, though.
First, I had two presentations, one in World Studies and one in Accelerated Physical Science. The one in Accelerated Physical Science was not that bad, as I had someone to save me from doing terrible artwork (as I am wont to do), but in World Studies, I made the mistake of using glue to stick flimsy little pieces of paper to a posterboard, and guess what? It got all wrinkly.
So my poster looked terrible. (However, the good thing is that I didn't have to present today, so I am going to redo my poster and bring in a better one tomorrow. Now I have glue sticks!)
And then, I got a bit of money from one of my friends to buy a Poptart. For the past couple weeks, they had been a dollar for two, ridiculously enough, but today, I got back a quarter... and thought it was fifty cents, probably because they lowered their price and I thought, because my brain wasn't working, that they lowered it to the original price of fifty cents. So I tried buying a bag of chips, and those were fifty cents.
So I ended up looking like an idiot in front of a few people when I tried insisting that I had fifty cents, not twenty-five, and when I finally realized it, I grew so embarrassed and nearly cried about the day. Everything just built up, from having to take the bus to having the bad presentation to making another fool out of myself in front of high schoolers, and honestly...
That wasn't the end of it.
You see, last night, I dropped my laptop. I thought it was fine, but lo and behold, I ended up breaking my wireless card. I mean, entirely, smashing it, crushing it, bending it, the whole nine yards. So I am now typing this on my stupid, old hunk of junk computer, remarking on the loudness of the keyboard and feeling just a little fed-up and frustrated.
At least I'm not crying anymore.
And, to look on the bright side, at least I can redo my poster. And I have this computer, which just makes me feel so grateful that it didn't end up breaking down. Praise the Lord, I say. :)
I suppose I can read more, too.
Speaking of which, I finished a book, Prep by Curtis Sittenfeld, which I absolutely adored. A review might be coming today on it.
