The Mike Haddad Show: This is relevant to my interests.

This is going to be a garbage blog, because I'm in a bad mood. We started a new unit in Calculus. I didn't pay attention. I was so spacy, and didn't want to deal with that stupid class. You know what. James. Give it up. It bothers me so much. And this is the one time I'm not going to bother with saying it to the persons face when I complain on here. Because he just wouldn't listen. How do you not understand that gravity affects everything the same, no matter how much it weighs. Like honestly. And then you go on about it having to be an imaginary world because there was no air resistance. SHUT THE FUCK UP. There are places where the wind isn't blowing. You're just too dense to get it through your head. Then Melli took the question I wanted, and it made me sad. Not mad though.

Data Management was a waste of time. He pushed the test back. I should have just taken it today, like some of the other people. Instead I Wasted the period. I wanted to leave early too, because I was losing my mind. I did figure out what my final project is going to be. It's going to be a DDR survey, to see if there is a connection between people who play sports that require coordination and how well people can DDR. I can't wait.

Anthro also made me want to shoot myself. Because she is stupid. The class was a waste of time, because we did nothing. Then I spent my spare at the park. I guess I was happy. I don't where it all went because I'm bitter now.

I didnt go to work today. And I remembered why I was bitter. I think. I wasted my night. Not afternoon, I got to spend that with Martachu. But night. The plan was to get a digital camera, practice for Jazz band, do my homework, play FF7. Well, it didnt go quite as planned. Dropping my brother off took for ever. We should have just dumped him there and left. I dont care. Then I didnt' get my camera. Because it might be over my card limit for spending in a day. And in which case I would need my mom to pay for it, and she would be bitter. So now I'm waiting for one more paycheck. I dont care about a car anymore. I really dont care about driving anymore. Then practicing made my lips hurt, and i didnt get to practice on the weekend because m sax was at school. So Mr. Harkin will probably be mad. Homework pissed me off, because I didn't pay attention in class. And I'm tired so I was doing it all wrong. Bah. I'm going ot bed now.

Thanks!
Mike.