Wednesday was a Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. As in, one of those bad days that you only have every couple of years, that convinces you that somebody is out to get you, at least for that one day.
The day actually started out OK. Wellness, Chinese, and Math weren’t all that bad. But then it got much worse.
Xue and I got back to school, walked into the office, signed in, left the office, and went up the third floor for Science Bowl practice, like we always do on Mondays and Wednesdays.
We step out of the stairwell into the 3rd floor corridor, and Ms. Rush is standing there, waiting to catch us and write us up for a lunch detention. Dr. Heron (the science bowl coach) even came out and defended us, but Ms. Rush all but completely ignored her.
I knew we weren’t supposed to be on the 2nd and 3rd floors during lunch, but apparently there’s a 5 minute grace period following the start of lunch, after which setting foot off the 1st floor becomes a capital crime.
And, in case you hadn’t figured it out, Xue and I get back to school well after our 5 minute grace period has expired.
Mr. Brown showed up too, but refused to do anything until he could talk to Ms. Edwards.
My team then lost at science bowl for the first time ever. Not that I mind, and I’m glad that the two teams are competing well against each other, but remember that this is a Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day, so that just contributes to the overall Badness.
The lunch detention thing will eventually be resolved, but let’s do this in chronological order. I walked into US History, and President Bush is talking on the TV. Again, not unusually bad, but we’re talking about collective crapiness.
At the end of the period, we got progress reports for US. This part really was bad. Apparently I have been completely delirious and senioritic for the past three weeks. My average? 75.
Skip forward to 7th period, by which point I’ve realized that, if I don’t get the day of my lunch detention changed (it was supposed to be yesterday), I would probably get in trouble for being late again. So I figure that I need to get it taken care of, so I go to the office and wait to talk to Mr. Brown.
For 30 minutes.
I don’t even think there was anyone in the office for a good part of that time.
Anyway, I go in there, talk to him, he calls in Ms. Edwards, who had just gotten back to the campus, tells her the story, and she excuses me and Xue.
So I’m in a slightly better mood, and I return to English class, where we were in groups of two identifying 5 character traits of Macbeth and Banquo from Act I, Scene III. Of course, since I was late, I didn’t have a partner or time to finish, and Dr. Gilmore said that I could turn it in tomorrow/yesterday/Thursday, but it would be a late grade.
And, of course, the parents weren’t very happy about US. I’ll leave that to your imagination—remember, Jewish mother.
Thursday was actually much, much better. Didn’t make up for Wednesday, of course, but it was clearly doing its best.
It started off well—as per my punishment, I talked to Ms. Schwartz to beg for ways to save my grade, so she showed my test from last Friday. I got a 96, which, in and of itself, bumps my average up to an 83. Plus, she expects to have 2 more tests before the end of the six weeks, which is a lot of points still on the table.
I think the lecture in math class was the clearest one I’ve ever had. We very logically went about building up to the uniqueness of a matrix’s determinant and found a very easy way to work them out. It all made sense, which was good.
I totally owned the quiz in US History, which isn’t saying much, because they’re always pretty easy, but I felt like I really knew the material, which is always a good feeling.
We had a test in economics, where I think I did pretty well. I always finish tests quickly; I finished this one with 30 minutes to spare, so I spent the rest of the period working on my math homework, and managed to finish 2 of the 7 problems.
Today I did almost nothing, although I did release a new version of LJXP.
Tomorrow we have a quizbowl tournament in Lincoln County, which means that I should have gone to sleep about an hour ago. Oh well.
And that’s my life for the last three days.