August 2009
13 posts
Day 12.
So, I’ve completely failed to post anything for a week. Damn. Nothing has changed, actually. My mom is out of town, so I’ve started avoiding my house. We won the last football game, we’ve got another one tomorrow night that I’m very excited for. I’ll try to update a little bit more. Sorrrrry.
Day 7, part 2.
Thursday, August 20, 2009. 9:31 AM. Oh, another day at the fabulous Cookeville High School. Tomorrow is our first football game. I’ve never really gotten into the whole school spirit thing until now, but I’m ridiculously excited for tomorrow night. One of the football coaches is my Wellness teacher, so we hear plenty about the game hype from him. I’m buying a senior shirt...
Day 7.
Thursday, August 20, 2009. 9:16 AM.
I forgot to write about the rest of my day, but it’s really nothing important, so I’ll skip yesterday’s update. It’s second period. Plato lab. I’m really starting to like this whole not doing anything for this class. I sit here on a school lap top with Nathan, while he enjoys his intoxication, and I play game. I also found...
Day 6, part 1.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009. 9:44 AM.
Plato lab again. Second period is 15 minutes from being over. I finally found out why I don’t have a user name or password; I’m not using the same program as everyone else, so I don’t need one. However, Mrs. Hatcher doesn’t have my program set up yet, so it’s day 6 of sitting in this lab, doing nothing. I’ll tell you a...
Day 5.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009. 8:06 PM. I just got home from one of the best hang outs I’ve had in a while. First, a run down of my day.
1. I really like my English class. My best friend, some other good friends, it’s fun. I really like Mrs. Huffine, too. She’s a bitch, but she’s funny. We worked mostly in the (SIGHGRUNTGROANUGHHH) Plato Lab today, doing definitions of...
Day 4.
Monday, August 17, 2009. 8:43 PM.
After a horrible night last night, I recovered and made it to school on time. I dropped AP English 12 and got into a regular English class full of scuzzies and football players. On a bright note, my best friend Caitlin is in that class, along with Megan, Nicole, Andrew, David, and Bart. That was first period. Second period, I spent the entire time in the...
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Day 3, late.
Sunday, August 16, 2009. 9:43 PM.
Basically, I forgot to write on Friday night about how Friday actually went. I don’t really even remember now. All I really remember is that I took Caitlin from school and we took Hannah home, saw Judy in an electric wheelchair and a clothes basket, a black man asleep on his porch, and the shadiest part of town ever. It was fun. I’m dropping AP...
Day 2, Part 2.
Thursday, August 13, 2009. 8:24 PM. I’ve basically decided to give a run down of each class every night. Here you go.
1. English was fun today. I really love Mrs. Hawkins. We got our first non summer assignment; it’s something about writing, I didn’t really pay much attention. We’ll see, though. 2. BORING. You can basically see what I mean since I posted earlier from...
Day 2, part 1.
Thursday, August 13, 2009. 9:15 AM.
The Plato Lab is the worst idea that anyone has ever had. I’m supposed to be doing credit recovery, but I haven’t seen a teacher either day I’ve really been in here. So, I’m sitting here in a cubicle with Nathan, waiting for something to happen. First period was really great, but we have our first homework assignment that’s due...
Day 1.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009. 9:17 PM.
First day of senior year. Sad, happy, hilarious, apathetic. More than a few emotions today. My day started off by picking Hannah Benjamin up at around 7:30, then going to school and fixing my schedule. I now have a new and revised schedule, which is really great. It goes as follows: 1. AP English 12- Hawkins 2. Plato Lab- Independent 3. Geometry- ...
Countdown: 9 hours, 26 minutes.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009. 10:41 PM.
It’s the night before the first official day of my senior year of highschool. Class of ‘10. It’s ridiculously dramatic and cliche, but this feels unreal. It really feels like just yesterday, I was in 6th grade, meeting my best friend for the first time. Like just yesterday, I was in 8th grade, sitting in Mr. Summers’ math class. ...