Yesterday

Woke up, late as usual, moaned, ran into my clothes, fixed my face and hair, ran out the door into my mother's car, had an awkward ride with her, barely made it to english class, pulled a recitation of a poem out of my ass, got an A, avoided Trevor, heard a story from Kim about what Trevor said about me, called him a fucker about a million times, went to italian taught by my mother, went to the library with Dante and then the vending machines during Italian class (oops!), went back to italian, got very confused with all of the versions of "the"s, went to Chemistry, did a lab, did well, still have to finish it, went to theatre, ran a lot, left for Mock Trial, got there too early, went to Starbucks to read a play and waste time, accidentally sat next to a celebrity, watched three enormous groups of stupid adults acting like teenage girls pass by him and scream, decided to introduce myself and leave, went to Mock Trial, learned more stuff, got on the bus, saw some chick from my old school, didn't talk to her, finished the play I was reading, started reading chapter ten on the life of Frederick Douglass, didn't finish, went to my second bus stop, saw Cole, got insulted by Cole, told Cole to fuck off, got on the bus, got home, ate, watched Liar Liar, felt accomplished, worked on some reading, slept.

Just another day of my life.