One of those days ... (1999.05.19.)

Have you ever had one of those days where you think the whole world is against you? Well I just had one of those weeks.

It all started with a seminar. I'm terrified of public speaking. I mean, I love to argue and participate in discussions, but it's in the safe confines of my desk, surrounded by my fellow students. But standing up in the front .... and being alone ... that scares me no end! My english teacher assigned me a seminar on racism. I decided to focus on ethnic cleansing and for WEEKS I researched it and tweaked the sentances to get it sounding just right to suit my ends. Ethnic cleansing is a serious subject! You can't exactly make it fun. But my english teacher wanted fun. Finally, my seminar day rolled around ... thursday. I gathered up what little courage I had and just enough nerves to keep my knees from buckling and stood before my english class. The whole seminar was a blur of faces and words ... I can barely remember anything else because I was too busy trying to keep my hands and voice steady. My english teacher said that the anticipation was far worse then the event. What a load!

Finally, it was over. I was free! I sat down, thanking the desk silently for being so nice and sturdy. At class's end, I went up to receive my mark. 55% ... 55%!? wtf!?!?!? He gave me *55%!* because my seminar wasn't "creative and fun"  Well I'm SOO sorry, Mr.Lesperance ... I'll tell the Holocaust victims that it wasn't "fun enough."  45% seems a bit much to lose over CREATIVITY! >( I was so angry that I cried on the spot and had to leave. I wanted to KILL him~! And damnit! I'd make it creative! >(

Nextly, the senior social science classes at my school always go on this trip. I took Ancient Civilizations last semester cuz I couldn't wait until gr.11 to take it so I was invited to go on this trip. I was so psyched! We were going to Chicago! And a whole pile of my friends were going so the trip promised to be a two day blast! I had to be at the school for 5:15 tuesday morning so I set my alarm for 4:30, double checking to see if it was A.M. and not P.M. So I went to sleep dreaming of skyscrapers and Shedd Aquarium. My dad woke me up at 6:30 ... "Shouldn't you be at school??" he asked. I looked and my clock and CRIED! I had missed my trip because my alarm decided to be tempermental today. Why today!? I asked myself. Never on school days, you silly alarm! Only when I want to do work in the middle of the night or have to go places! <bop> So I missed my Chicago trip and I'm major bumming :(

Well, at least it feels great to get that off my chest :D I guess it'd be wrong to kill my english teacher ... <snaps her fingers and pouts> Nuts :p