Today was the worst day I have experienced in quite some time.
Archives for September, 2007
An official veterinary co-op student.
My placement was confirmed today. I am beyond ecstatic. Really.
And for the record it was, in fact, the allergy medication that was making me drowsy in class.
I love this new song by Lily Allen.
I can breathe easier; a hair appointment is at long last confirmed. October 5th, the Friday of the Thanksgiving weekend. I am gratified, I will admit. At one point I was seriously considering going blonde, but now I think that blonde highlights will be sufficient.
Yesterday was as lovely as always, even if I did end up paying the ultimate price in school today. I’m actually starting to believe that the reason I find myself so tired in school these days is not because of the fact that I go to bed late and wake up early, but due to the allergy medications I’m taking. Just throwing some useful information out there, folks. Tonight I am not going to take any allergy medication and see if I am any less-drowsy.
Drowsy.
The word of the day.
And also a Pokemon.
School is admittedly as chaotic as ever, and the day seemingly drags on forever. I cannot believe that it is only the twelfth of September. It feels like I should be part-way through March.
Football season is among us, and both Cam and Ben made the first cut of the football tryouts.
…are seemingly more challenging than the entire grade ten year. I’m not even kidding.
My Mum’s love for English music is totally rubbing off on me. I bet I’m the only one of two kids in my school who knows who Ian Dury is. The other kid being my brother.
We are so cool.
…is my first day of grade eleven. I can’t help but feel unprepared. Not only are new school supplies amiss, but I do not have the slightest clue who are in any of my classes. Given that I’m taking all three sciences and university courses, I’m expecting nerds galore. I’m down with that. Nerds I can handle.
Then there’s the fact that I do not yet have a locker, nor do I possess any idea where to put one. Sarah and I are planning on going in early (most likely with the rest of the student body) to get two lockers together. How original.
Now it’s nearing 10:30 and I have not yet showered or put together my outfit for tomorrow. I’d better get on that.
My soccer game on Wednesday went very well and I ended up having… fun? I, however, did pay the hefty price which was a shit load of pain. Pain that still lingers into today, three days later. C’est la vie.
My mum and dad were all standing together and chatting at my game, which was the furthest thing I ever expected. It proved extremely difficult to keep my attention focused on the game when I could watch the two of them interfacing together. It was very fortunate that she-who-shall-not-be-named wasn’t there, because she surely would not have stood for conversing with my mother in the least, or even attending my game at that.
The next day my father even allowed us to park at his house when we went to the CNE. I am simply astonished that he is getting mature and that my parents can finally talk civilly. It’s been six years since that has ever happened!