How Choice.

I was having a pretty awful week, last. I honestly couldn’t put my finger on what the issue[s] was/were, but I’m trying to go into this week with a more open mind, and with a little more ability to control my feelings. I realized today why I tend to have not so great days on Modays, Wednesdays, and sometimes Fridays. My Precalculus and Global Studies classes are both taught by student teachers, one who writes down everything, smells, and gets too close for comfort, and the other who has us do really strange and unclear lessons, grades too tough, and spends way too much time on certain topics. And both of them like to ask questions, and have us spend time on topics we know nothing about. Remotely. That's frustrating because you would think they would learn after almost a full quarter of school that if you ask a question to the whole class, and no one answers for almost two minutes EVERY TIME that it would be smart to try a different tactic. But there's nothing I can do about that except muddle through some more, and write snippy blogs in the Drama class I pretend to teach.
Tom just mentioned the wedding singer and it make me think about how desperately I want to sing that silly song to you. Also I just simultaneously cracked each and every one of my fingers on the ceiling. HUZZAH!
I'm thinking of changing fonts. I don't think I'll do so any time soon though. Maybe I'll do so if I start the new blog I've been considering. I have a title for it, but maybe it's a title for something else. Hard to say.
There's about thirty minutes left of this class, and I can't bring myself to be engaged. Jessie didn't show up today, so I'll most likely go to Shot In The Dark after school to get an Italian soda of coffee drink, and a bagel, or a burrito. I've got to spend enough money there to use my card. Lovely, eh? Perhaps I'll sit in the non-smoking section to give my lungs a break.I've had the phrase, "She can't escape her own escapism," from the MR. MARMALADE preview video stuck in my head since Saturday. I wonder why. It's been a while since I've viewed it.I've got a lot of cleaning to do in my home. My bedroom, my area in the living room, and my "side of the bathroom." Between writing a paper, working on THE FIFTH OF JULY, and being just not at home in general, it's been hard to find any time to do so. But I've got a four day weekend coming up, which should give me some much needed time to clean. How nice it will be. I will listen to mix CDs, and fill boxes, and organize to my heart's content. Hot damn!