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Today was disappointing


Since I exempt my english class I had one more free hour. I used it to do homework for the next day and to draw and stuff. I always try to do any homework I can at school so my afternoon can be as awesome as it could possibly be.

I disagree with school’s vision of homework. It’s so we can practice and shit, but in reality it’s not fair. School shouldn’t be able to send homework following you home to bite you in the ass and make your day less awesome. It’s like this, I’m thinking “Oh boy, my afternoon is so full of magical wondrous whimsical awesome possibilities! I could even go to Narnia and ride a talking Lightsabertoothed Tiger! That could fly! And shoot lasers out of its eyes!” And then homework comes along and goes “FUCK NO.”

In fact, I’m making that a quote.

So, on with my day. It turned out to be cloudy. I fucking love cloudy days. They’re the coolest. It’s coldish. There’s no awful sun. There’s this weird awesome vibe the sky gives off. Cloudy days tend to be good days for me. Today was a fucking exception.

They left a lot of homework today. Or at least, it seemed like a lot. And most of ti was really stupid. “Measure a newspaper and make a pie chart showing which percentage of the total surface are is taken up by pictures, text, publicity, etc.” Are you fucking kidding me? …. I already did that by the way. I procrastinated all afternoon and finished it moments ago. Of course, I made a lot of it up, but who the hell cares. It’s the second fucking week of classes. It makes no sense!

The afternoon turned out to be better. I ate steak. Steak is awesome meaty goodness. And salad and tofu miso soup. I had never had the latter. It was weird-tasting, but not bad.

Then I went upstairs finished another homework and wasted time away on the internet. I also got permission to draw a friend. So we’ll see how that turns out. And now it’s 8:31 pm. I have about 3 hours before I have to go to sleep, because if I don’t I’ll get about 6 hours of sleep. Or less. And I like to sleep.

Oh yeah, and the future scares me. I don’t know what the fuck I’m going to do with my life. But I will bet anything, that it will turn out being awesome.