Man, things seem to keep chipping away at me. Soon there's gonna be nothing left of me. My friendships with people are slowly slipping out of my hands. I'm trying all that I can to stop that from happening, but it's all out of my control. Yet, on the flipside, I'm making new friends, so that's keeping me up above the surface.
Mock Trial is just taking up chunks of my life. It's not fun, nor is it interesting. Meredith isn't on my side and so I can't talk to her. It's boring being a witness. All you do is sit there and have people tell you what to say and how to respond to things. I don't even have to think for myself! How wonderful! My art skills are getting better as I doodle away on the pages of my court statement. So that's a plus. I can't wait for this to be over! Ugh.
We started playing the music for Fiddler On The Roof and it's very discouraging. Granted, it's only the second day of rehearsal, it just sounds horrible. And we didn't get much better during the practice. There's a LONG road ahead for this too. So it's only just begun.
My Christ & Culture teacher is a moron and tries to force his opinions on everyone he teaches. It's a pain in the ass and it bothers me. I started some friction today though. We're talking about the War on Terror and someone asked how he knew we were winning. And he said because we are a "world police" and we took out thousands of terrorists and there have been no attacks on the US since 9/11 and blah blah blah. And I asked him, "So when were the last bombings on London?" and he said, "Oh, that was in '07... very recently." To which I replied, "So we let some terrorists slip by... oh okay." That shut him up. Such a dumb man.
The only thing keeping me going right now is this man.


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