Hmm, this was perhaps the most interesting day I have had in a long time.

[L007 is Cooler than Dylan]

Okay, where to start- Oh, I know! How about when I woke up this morning? As soon as I woke up, I realized that I had a sore throat and pounded the wall in anger (Indicating to my mom that I was awake). So, I proceed with my morning routine. Granted, I was feeling a tad crappy, so I had to force myself to get some form of comedy playing to get me laughing. Luckily, the Homestarmy was there to rescue me.

Now, my bipolar day makes itself known to me during Trigonometry, my first period class. We have to do some ridiculous project involving a circle, converting degree measures to radians, and spaghetti piece (...). So, yeah, it's a group project, great. I'm not fond of those in, well, any of my math classes since I never really have anybody to work with (Dammit, all my other classes I do!). Well, whaddya know, I get in a group with two people I at least know.

Second period, band. We're doing warm ups and have to start over with our warm up procedure. "Ugh," said the L007. "Bad day in band again." WRONG! I could tell we were actually getting something done. Which, really, is amazing since, well, my band is rather... Anyway.

Next, fourth period (Yes, right to fourth. Third is only on Tuesdays and Wednesdays). Economics. Oh, crap! I forgot to do my take home test! Oh, wait, I got a friend that can help me get those answers down in a jiffy. Oh, wait, it's not even due until tomorrow. Oh, crap! I forgot to get my two product calculations down for our future big project! Oh, wait, here's two good ideas. And whaddya know, the teacher liked the idea of selling the flash drives that were being offered at a good price.

Okay, lunch. Paycheck, gas, yadda yadda yadda. I'm acting like a responsible adult by managing my time wisely, what the crap.

Now, AP Literature. SKIP.

Okay, last period. I have Open Campus then as well, yay! And with two of my good amigos, yay! So, head to Wally-World* and I snag one of those huge containers of green tea for Amy since, well, she lurves tea. I snag myself a nice belt. For some reason, the other two throw in a thing of Chips Ahoy cookies (o_O). Drive back for the school's radio program (Or club for you unfun people), and wait. Since Amy has some National History Day thing tonight, I slam the container of tea on the table. However, she doesn't know who it's from, so she starts freaking out, and the other three of us just laugh at her (Because it's so much fun as long as it's harmless). Before I leave, she finds out that it was WA NA NAA... JACK BANDIT! that gave it to her. She freaks out a little, but I'm optimistic about it. Of course, this usually leads to a bad discovery. Well, not today. She called my Voice Mail to tell me that she's sorry for freaking out like that (Again, don't mind) since she doesn't usually get gifts, and she said she was drinking and enjoying it as she spoke, which led to a pause and then I hear her nearly choking, at which point I start to laugh and freak out my cats. Ahh, that made me smile.

Well, to whoever Livejournal VGF members read this, good job. You are higher ranked than March. Sorry, Marchie, but you weren't active when I got back from school.

For those who tl;dr, I had a bi-polar day that was rather optimistic. Man, I love Mondays.

^ Wally-World = Wal-Mart.