First day back...

So today was my first day back to school from break. So I figured obviously today was going to be hard. And... I WAS RIGHT. I couldn't get to sleep last night because I had gotten used to the late nighters (2 at the very earliest) so I got less than the recommended amount of sleep. Woke up and was very groggy. Went to school (and was very groggy). I had forgotten my Mocha Frappacino, BIIIIG mistake. I couldn't even hear Mr. Grimes in pre-calc. Normally it's at least words, and I just can't understand it. Today it was just I could see his mouth moving and I was watching what he was writing on the board, but.. I didn't hear anything.. I was soooo out of it. By this I mean, if I were a cartoon... You would have been able to see the "zzzzzzzz" above my head. Along with not being able to read/comprehend.. We actually did more than reviewing, we got a new section. Fortunately it turned out to be a relatively simple section so although I understood absolutely nothing in my comatose state during class.. I understood it later when attempting to do the homework. (Okay, so overall I understood.. maybe not thoroughly)

Apart from Pre-calc, we had to dress in Gym, EVEN THOUGH FURLONG IS GONE! My first thoughts, "WTF MATE?!!?". All we did was shoot baskets, too. What kinda crap is this? If we're gonna dress, make me do something that makes me sweat! Shooting baskets? I didn't even "glisten" or whatever they call it when girls sweat lightly. But yes, oh well.. At least I Found out that although I sucked at shooting free-throws in Jr. High, I don't, okay.. so yes... I still suck at free-throws. I suck at free-throws with a passion of 80 moons. But yes, that doesn't matter. Job Interviews don't involve a free-throw test (thank god).

Now, Genetics.. Man, we did stuff there too!! Mostly went to the computer lab and did silly questions. I'm getting good at this school thing.. I think? My point? Computer labs are small and hot, and crowded.

American History.. well.. It can take it in the butt for all I care. I've also decided the men that wrote the 14th amendment were on crack. I couldn't understand a single thing, but only because there were enough "or's" to make "or" not sound like a word anymore to me.

"Section 3. No person shall be a Senator or Representative in Congress, or elector of President and Vice President, or hold any office, civil or military, under the United States, or under any State, who, having previously taken an oath, as a member of Congress, or as an officer of the United States, or as a member of any State legislature, or as an executive or judicial officer of any State, to support the Constitution of the United States, shall have engaged in insurrection or rebellion against the same, or given aid or comfort to the enemies thereof. But Congress may by a vote of two-thirds of each House, remove such disability. "

Okay, so take a look at that thur 1st sentence. It's about 8 pages long with about 10 bajillion "or's" These men... were.... on crack, or pot, or heroin, or oxycontin, or lsd, or Okay so you get my point. This is why I believe History can suck on a ratpoison flavoured sucker. =D. Oh, and if you can interpret this excerpt comment me your interpretation and I'd be much appreciative, because my small, incompetent, or vacuous, brain just can't figure it out with all those nasty ORS.

Okay, so now that my brain is completely fried because I had homework in all of my classes (except gym, choir, and band obviously). I'll go take a nap or something, or some oxycontin. Whichever I grasp first. Later kids!