Black Clouds

Today was hell. And I sure as hell mean it.

Alright, look. Not only did I sleep in a little too late, but I was late getting to school. On top of that, once I arrived, we had to lug all of our books and items out of our lockers because they were PAINTING them. PAINTING LOCKERS on a WEDNESDAY? Think: weekend, people. Alright, that I could handle. So I stopped by my first period class, dropped them off, took the ones I needed, that went fine. Next: music ... well ... that went well, too ... third period, Literature, as always, I forget to a new book for out 'reading log'. Again. For the third day in the week. And tomorrow I have to read 25 pages no matter what and write a 40-word summary. Doesn't sound like much? You try it ever freakin' day of your busy like, once-a-week, every week, 'til the goddamn school year's over.

Alright, now that Lit.'s out of the way ... fourth period ... Science ... oh, know, we didn't do workbook pages or look in our book ... oh, god no ... we had to help Home Depot paint the BENCHES. And there were [clear] tarp-things and brown-paper-covers all over the ground ... and we had to use blue-gray PRIMER on the benches ... ALL OF THEM! And there are MANY damn benches in that area. And then I got primer splashed all OVER my good JEANS. -sighs- May this never end?

No, it doesn't. Keep reading.

Since today was a day we got out early (1:55, YES!), we had to go to fifth period before lunch. Alright, that works. So, I'm the 2nd period teacher's TA fifth, but I have to fill in the bass part, so I take out my [bass] pick, pick up the bass, and play for 31 minutes. During lunch, I listen to my CD player, and Mr. Standifer comes up, rips it out, and walks to the office. I was sitting there, like, WTF? THAT was smooth. So much for electronic devices on school grounds, even if it WAS Beautification Day ... a day we got to stay afterschool for extra credit (if we wanted it), and I brought it to listen to it so I'd have something to do unlike the year previous. Right.

Sixth period ...

After the lunch-fiasco, I had to go into Algebra. I missed 10 out of, what, 30/40-something problems (or so?) on the previous night's HW, I did, like, the worst on that HW out of the entire class. So, I was distracted. Sue me. Seventh period. Gym. Nice basketball game, don't have to dress out this Wednesday, but I stop by the PE teacher afterclass. I learn I got a B. A B+. How the hell do you get less than an A in PE if you dress out and work hard EVERY FREAKIN' DAY!?! Oh, did I forget to mention I've gotten a B+ (89%) in Algebra? Yeah, more like a 91% 'cause of a mistake she made, but to get an A-, SHE requires a 92% or above. WTF?

So, afterschool, I pick up my CD player from the office, get scolded by the teachers, and walk to Jaeden's, drop off my backpack and sh*t, and report back to school ... but the school announces its been postponed, because they're afraid too many kids are gonna get in the way of Home Depot painting the lockers. Bullshit. -_- So, I walked down to the skatepark between Jade's house and school. I walk down with him and Chris, as he breaks off to go home, Larry joins us. We walk down to the 'bowl' where the skaters do their tricks, and I watch. Jade lends his scooter to some kid, watching him go around the bowl as ... low-and-behold ... the police drive up.

"5-0, 5-0!" The kids screamed, as they began to pick up their items and leave, John leavin' Jade's scooter in the bowl, Jonathon running off. The cop car, with the loudspeakers said, "If you do not have the necessary pads or materials to skate at the skatepark, leave the premises immediately! I repeat ..." Jesus. So, Jade and I (and Larry) walked off from the skatepark, as Jade stopped, and said, "Oh, shit, my scooter! If I go back to get it, I'll get in trouble!" He pointed at the police car. Don't worry, be happy, I think to myself. I wish him luck, Larry and I walking home ... him his 1 mile, mine my 2 ... -shakes head- ...

Sucks, eh?

--Grim Reaper